Come On Eileen Dexys Midnight Runners
INTRODUCTION
[D] [A] [D] [G] [G] [D] [A]
[D] [A] [D] [G] [G] [D] [A]
[A] [C#m] [D] [A] [E]
[A] [C#m] [D] [A] [E]
VERSE 1
[A]Poor old Johnny R[C#m]ay
Sounded [D]sad upon the radio moved a [A]million hearts in [E]mono
[A] Our mothers cried
[D]Sang along, [D]who'd blame them[A] [E]
[A]You're grown (you're grown up), [C#m]so grown (so grown up)
[D]Now I must say more than ever [A] [E] (come on Eileen)
[A]Toora-loora-[C#m]toora-loo-rye-[D]aye
And we can [A]sing just like our [E]fathers
CHORUS
[B]Come on Eileen oh, I s[F#]wear (well he means)
At this [C#m]moment you mean [E]every - t[F#]hing
With [B]you in that dress, my th[F#]oughts (I confess)
Verge on [C#m]dirty, Ah come [E]on Ei - l[F#]een
[F#]BANJO FI[F#]LL IN
[A] [C#m] Come on Eileen[D] [A] [E]
VERSE2
[A]These people round [C#m]here
Wear beaten-[D]down eyes sunk in smoke-dried faces,
So res[A]igned to what their f[E]ate is
But [A]not us (no never) no [C#m]not us (no never)
[D]we are far too young and clever [A] [E] remember
[A]Toora-loora-[C#m]toora-loo-rye-[D]aye
Eileen I'll [A]hum this tune for [E]ever
CHORUS
[B]Come on Eileen, oh I s[F#]wear (well he means)
Ah come [C#m]on let's take off e[E]very - t[F#]hing
[B]That pretty red dress, Ei - l[F#]een (tell him yes)
Ah come [C#m]on let's, ah come [E]on Ei - [F#]leen
That [B]pretty red dress, Ei - [F#]leen (tell him yes)
Ah come [C#m]on let's, ah come [E]on Ei - l[F#]een
[B]Please... (STOP)
[B] (Come on Eileen too-loo rye-[D#m]aye come on)
(Eileen too-loo rye-[E]aye toora toora-too-loora)[B] [F#]
Now you have grown, now you have shown, oh Eileen
Said! [B]Come on Eileen, these things they are real and I [D#m]know
How you feel [E]Now I must say more than ever
[B] Things round here have [F#]changed
[B]Too-ra loo-ra [D#m]too-ra loo-rye-[E]aye[B] [F#]
CHORUS
[B]Come on Eileen oh, I sw[F#]ear (well he means)
At this [C#m]moment you mean [E]every - t[F#]hing
With [B]you in that dress, my t[F#]houghts (I confess)
Verge on [C#m]dirty, Ah come [E]on Ei - l[F#]een
CHORUS
[B]Come on Eileen oh, I sw[F#]ear (well he means)
At this [C#m]moment you mean [E]every - t[F#]hing
With [B]you in that dress, my t[F#]houghts (I confess)
Verge on [C#m]dirty, Ah come [E]on Ei ? l[F#]een AND FADE
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