Black and Tan Gun

It was down by the town of old Bantry
Where most of the fighting was done
A gallant young soldier of Erin
Was shot by a Black and Tan gun.
They pillowed his young head on the heather
Where the blood from his body ran free,
He smiled at all his comrades around him,
And whispering to them said he,
"Won't you bury me out on the mountains,
Near the spot where the battle was won?"
Where we dealt the final blow for our country
From the scourge of the Black and Tan gun
they buried him alone on the mountain,
Where the road down to Bantry runs near
And they wrote this simple words on his grave-stone:
A soldier of Ireland lies here.
When you pray for all the heroes who've fallen
Remember especially this one
Slain on the first day of freedom
By the very last Black and Tan gun.

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