Irish Rebel Song - Come out and Fight

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 So come out you black and tans, Come out and fight me like a man Show your wife how you won medals fown in Flanders Tell them how the IRA Made you run like hell away, From the green and lovely lanes in Killashandra. Come let me hear you tell How you slandered brave Pernell, How you fought him well and truly persecuted, Where are the snears and jeers That that give out a little cheer When our leaders of sixteen were executed. Come tell us how you slew Them old Arabs two by two Like the Zulus they had spears and bows and arrows, How you bravely faced each one With your sixteen pound of gun And you frightened them poor natives to the marrow. CHORUS 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! CHORUS 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 wil sing, “Godspeed!“ To a verse or two of Steven Beehan’s chorus. CHORUS