paroles de chanson Black and Tans - The Paddyhats feat. The O'Reillys

I was born on a Dublin street where the Royal drums do beat
And the loving English feet they chop all over us
And each day and every night when me father'd come home tight
He'd invite the neighbors outside with this chorus

Oh, come out you black and tans
Come out and fight me like a man
Show your wives how you won medals down in Flanders
Tell them how the IRA made you run like hell away
From the green and lovely lanes of Killashandra

Well, come out you British ants
Come out and fight without your guns
Show your wives how you won medals up in Derry
Where you murdered 60 men and you'd do the same again
So leave out and take your fucking army

Oh, come out you black and tans
Come out and fight me like a man
Show your wives how you won medals down in Flanders
Tell them how the IRA made you run like hell away
From the green and lovely lanes of Killashandra

So let's see how you slew them poor Arabs two by two
Like the Zulus, they had spears and bows and arrows
Tell them how you faced each one with your 16-pounder gun
And you frightened them poor natives to their marrows

Allen, Larkin, and O'Brien
How they sung and called you swine
Robert Emmett, who you hung and drew and quartered
Right upon the scaffold high
How you butchered Henry Joy
And our croppy boys from Wexford you did slaughter

Whoa-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Whoa-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh, come out you black and tans
Come out and fight me like a man
Show your wives how you won medals down in Flanders
Tell them how the IRA made you run like hell away
From the green and lovely lanes of Killashandra