an Irish rebel song we used to sing while travelling around on car vacations as kids...Mom is Irish, Dad is Sicilian...i'm wondering why we were never forced to listen to Italian rebel songs?
we recorded this at Gary's house in a "jam session" format, everyone singing and playing at the same time...Gary Danny Wayne Guy and myself...it is fun and it is honest...
i was born on the Dublin streets where the Royal drums do beat
and the loving English feet they walked all over us
and every single night when me da would come home tight
he'd invite the neighbors oustside with this chorus...
Come out ye black and tans come out and fight me like a man!...