Come Out Ye Black & Tans (исполнитель: Paddy Goes To Holyhead)

words by Dominic Behan, music traditional 

I was born on a Dublin street where the Royal [bad word] do beat 
And the loving English feet they tramped all over us, 
And each and every night when me [bad word] home tight 
He'd invite the neighbors outside with this [bad word]   [bad word] out you black and tans, [bad word] out and fight me like a man 
Show your wives how you won medals down in Flanders 
Tell them how the IRA made [bad word] like [bad word] away, 
From the green and lovely lanes in Killashandra.  [bad word] let me hear you tell 
How you slammed the great Pernell, 
When you fought them well and [bad word] persecuted, 
Where are the smears and jeers 
That you bravely let us hear 
When our heroes of sixteen were executed.  [bad word] tell us how you slew 
Those brave Arabs two by two 
Like the Zulus they had spears and bows and arrows, 
How you bravely slew each one 
With your sixteen pounder gun 
And you frightened them poor natives to their marrow. 

The day [bad word] fast 
And the time is here at last, 
When each yeoman will be cast aside before us, 
And if there be a need 
Sure my kids wil sing, "Godspeed!" 
With a verse or two of Steven Beehan's [bad word]
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