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 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] out you black and tans...

Allen, Larkin, and O'Brien--
How you bravely called them swine!
Robert Emmett who you hung and drew and quartered!
High upon that scaffold high,
How you murdered Henry Joy!
And our Croppy Boys from Wexford you did slaughter!

 [bad word] out you black and tans...

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] 

 [bad word] out you black and tans...