Come Out Ye Black And Tans - The Wolfe Tones | Guitar Chords | VChords

[Intro]
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Cm

[Verse 1]
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Gm Cm      Cm                                A#                  Gm
     I was born on a Dublin street where the Royal drums the beat
        Cm
And the loving English feet they went all over us
    D#                         A#                  Gm
And every single night when me da' would came home tight
       Cm                 Gm            Cm
He'd invite the neighbors out with this chorus

[Chorus]
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        Cm                                A#                 Gm
Come out  ye black and tans, come out and fight me like a man
              Cm
Show your wife  how you won medals down in Flanders
         D#                      A#             Gm
Tell her how the IRA made you run like hell away
         Cm                    Gm        Cm
From the green and lovely lanes  of Killashandra

[Verse 2]
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     Cm                           A#                 Gm
Come let us hear you tell how you slandered great Parnell
         Cm
When you fought them well and truly persecuted
         D#                                 A#            Gm
Where are the sneers and jeers that you loudly let us hear
         Cm            Gm           Cm
When our leaders of sixteen were executed?



[Verse 3]
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     Cm                            A#              Gm
Come tell us how you slew them old Arabs two by two
     Cm
Like Zulus they had spears, bows and arrows
    D#                              A#             Gm
How brave you faced one, owith your sixteenpounder gun
        Cm              Gm                  Cm
And you frightened them natives to their marrow



[Outro]
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        Cm                                A#                 Gm
Come out  ye black and tans, come out and fight me like a man
              Cm
Show your wife  how you won medals down in Flanders
         D#                      A#             Gm
Tell her how the IRA made you run like hell away
         Cm                    Gm        Cm
From the green and lovely lanes  of Killashandra