I was born on a Dublin street, where the royal drums did 
beat 
And the loving marching feet, they walked all over us 
And every single night, when my father came home tight 
He awoke the neighbours outside with his chorus 

Come out you Black'n'Tans, come out and fight me like a 
man
Show your wifes how you won medals down in flanders 
Tell her how the IRA made you run like hell away
From the green and lovely lanes of Killashandra - yeah!

Come let us hear you tell, how you slammed the great 
Parnell 
Where were your sneers and jeers that you loudly let us 
hear 
When our heroes of sixteen were executed 

Come tell us how you slew them oul arabs two by two 
Like the zulus they had spears and bows and arrows 
How bravely you faced one with your sixteen shotgun 
And you frightened the poor natives to their marrow 

Now the time is running fast and I think the days are 
here 
When each f*ck*ng armed yoeman, he runs before us 
And if there'll be a need, then our kids will sing God 
speed 
With a verse of two of Steven Beehan's chorus