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Come on Eileen

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	G	Bm
	Poor old Johny	Ray

	C
sounded	sad upon the radio

	G
he moved a	million hearts in mono

	G
	Our mothers cried

	C	G	D
and	sang along who'd blame them

	G
	You're grown,

	Bm
	so grown,

	C	G	D
	now I must say more than ever

	G	Bm	C
Say	Too-Ra-Loo-Ra	Too-Ra-Loo-Rye-	Aye

	G	D
And we can	sing just like our	fathers

		A
		Come on Eileen,

		C#m
	oh, I	swear well he means

		Bm	D	E
	at this	moment you mean	every	thing

		A
		You in that dress

		C#m
	my	thoughts I confess

		Bm
	verge on	dirty,

		D	E
	oh come	on	Eileen

	G	Bm
	These people round	here

	C
wear beaten	down eyes sunk in smoke dried faces

	G	D
so	resigned to what their	fate is

	G	Bm	G	D
But	not us,no,	not us we are far too young and clever

	G	Bm	C
Go	Too-Ra-Loo-Ra	Too-Ra-Loo-Rye-	Aye

	G	D
Eileen I'll	hum this tune for	ever

	A
	Come on Eileen,

	C#m	Bm
oh, I	swear well he means,ah, come	on let's take

	D	E
off	every	thing

	A	C#m	Bm
	Pretty red dress	Eileen tell him yes, ah, come	on let's,ah,

	D	E
come	on	Eileen

	A	C#m	Bm
	Pretty red dress	Eileen tell him yes, ah, come	on let's,ah,

	D	E
come	on	Eileen please.

	A	C#m	D	A	E
	Come on Eileen Taloora,	eh, come on Eileen Taloora

Now you have grown

now you have shown,oh, Eileen

come on Eileen, Eileen Taloora, eh, come on Eileen Taloora

	D
	Now I must say more than ever

	A	E
	things 'round here	change

	A	C#m	D	A	E
I say	Too-Ra-Loo-Ra	Too-Ra -Loo-Rye-	Aye

Come on Eileen,

oh, I swear well he means

at this moment you mean

everything

You in that dress

my thoughts I confess

verge on dirty, ah,

come on Eileen

Come on Eileen,

oh, I swear well he means

at this moment you mean

everything

You in that dress,

oh, my thoughts I confess,

well, they're dirty

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