Tekst :

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

Chorus:
Oh, come out you black and tans Come out and fight me like a man
Show your wife 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 Killeshandra

Come let me hear you tell how you slammed the great Parnell
When you fought them well and truely persecuted
Where are the smears and jeers that you bravely let us hear
When our heros of sixteen were executed

Come tell us how you slew those brave arabs two by two
Like the zulu s 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 is coming 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 will sing Gods speed
With a verse of two of Steven Beehan s chorus

I ve been loving you a long time
Down all the years, down all the days
And I ve cried for all your troubles
Smiled at your funny little ways
We watched our friends grow up together
And we saw them as they fell
Some of them fell into Heaven
Some of them fell into Hell

I took...

If you say my singing is off key, my love
You would hurt my feelings, don t you see, my love ?
I wish I had an ear like yours,
A voice that would behave
All I have is feeling
And the voice God gave...

Have you heard on the news, another let off madman
Another screw on the loose, is it the judge or the badman
What s the matter these days? No one has the courage to put them away
Nobody has any faith, cause there s a breakdown of...

In times like these, in times like those,
What will be will be, and so it goes,
And it always goes on and on and on and on and on ,
On, and on and on and on and on it goes.
mmm-mmm-mmm
mm-mmmm-mmmmmm
mmm-mmm-mmm
And there s always been...

Oh oh
Oooh
No no no

(You know there are two sides to every story)

See, I don t, know why
You cryin like a bitch
Talkin shit like a snitch

Why d you, write a song bout me?