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Come Out Ye Black And
Tans
It was once
said to me, and has
been voiced by
many - that the only
difference between the
Scots and the Irish
is that the Scots stopped
fighting.

My response to my Irish
friends is that we
stopped fighting for
good reason.
After putting OUR king
on THEIR throne, WE
thought WE had won !

Sadly the Scots have now
spent four centuries
wondering what
happened ??

Perhaps NOW is the
time to peacefully right
the wrongs of
the past.
In the words
of Burns, as he
wrote from the heart.

Scots, wha hae wi' Wallace bled,
Scots, wham Bruce has aften led,
Welcome to your gory bed,
Or to victorie.

Now's the day, and now's the hour;
See the front o' battle lour;
See approach proud Edward's power,
Chains and slaverie.

Wha would be a traitor-knave?
Wha can fill a coward's grave?
Wha sae base as be a Slave?
Let him turn and flie:

Wha for Scotland's king and law,
Freedom's sword will strongly draw,
Free-man stand, or free-man fa',
Let him follow me.

By Oppression's woes and pains!
By your Sons in servile chains!
We will drain our dearest veins,
But they shall be free!

Lay the proud Usurpers low!
Tyrants fall in every foe!
Liberty's in every blow!
Let us Do - or Die!!!

Choose your destiny.

I was born in a Dublin Street where the Loyal drums did
beat
And those loving English feet they walked all over us
And every single night when Da would come home tight
He'd invite the neighbours o'er with this chorus-

(Chorus)
Come out ye black and tans
Come out and fight me like a man
Show your wife how you won those medals down in
Flanders
Tell her how the IRA made you run like hell away
From the green and lovely lanes of Killeshandra

Come let us hear you tell how you slandered the great
Parnell
When you thought him well and truly persecuted
Where are the sneers and jeers that you loudly let us
hear
When our leaders of 1916 were executed

(Chorus repeat)

Come tell us how you slew them old Arabs two by two
Like the Zulus they had spears and bows and arrows
How bravely you faced one with your 16 pounder gun
And you frightened them damn niggers to the marrow

(Chorus repeat)

Now the time is coming fast and I think them days are
here
When each English shawneen he'll run before us
And if there'll be a need our kids will say God speed
With a verse or two of singing this chorus -

(Chorus repeat)