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|F C |F Bb |Bb F |C | x2 [fiddle]*** |C |Em |F |C G | x2 [fiddle and banjo] <VERSE 1> C Em Poor old Johnny Ray F C G Sounded sad upon the radio moved a million hearts in mono C Our mothers cried F F C G Sang along, who'd blame them C Em You're grown (you're grown up), so grown (so grown up)** F C G Now I must say more than ever (come on Eileen) C Em F Toora-loora-toora-loo-rye-aye C G and we can sing just like our fathers |G C G C |GGC G C |G GGGGGG| [brass section] <CHORUS> D F#m Come on Eileen oh, I swear (well he means) Em G A at this moment you mean everything D F#m With you in that dress, my thoughts (I confess) Em G A verge on dirty, Ah come on Eileen |A |A | [banjo] |C |Em |F |C G | [fiddle and banjo] <VERSE 2> C Em These people round here F wear beaten-down eyes sunk in smoke-dried faces, C G so resigned to what their fate is C Em but not us (no never) no not us (no never) F C G we are far too young and clever remember C Em F Toora-loora-toora-loo-rye-aye C G Eileen I'll hum this tune for ever |G C G C |GGC G C |G GGGGGG| [brass section] <CHORUS> D F#m Come on Eileen, oh I swear (well he means) Em G A Ah come on let's take off everything D F#m That pretty red dress, Eileen (tell him yes) Em G A Ah come on let's, ah come on Eileen D F#m That pretty red dress, Eileen (tell him yes) Em G A Ah come on let's, ah come on Eileen D Please... <half-speed, getting gradually faster> D F#m (Come on Eileen too-loo rye-aye come on) G D A (Eileen too-loo rye-aye toora toora-too-loora) Now you have grown, now you have shown, oh Eileen D F#m <BVs as before> Come on Eileen, these things they are real and I know G how you feel Now I must say more than ever D A things round here have changed D F#m G D A Too-ra loo-ra too-ra loo-rye-aye <fade on repeats of chorus> ___________________________________________________________________ Malcolm Hannah (eermih@dct.ac.uk) Dundee, Scotland