Standard (EADGBE)

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 Poor old Johnny Ray

 Sounded sad upon the radio moved a million hearts in mono

  Our mothers cried

 Sang along, who'd blame them

 You're grown (you're grown up), so grown (so grown up)**

 Now I must say more than ever (come on Eileen)

 Toora-loora-toora-loo-rye-aye

 and we can sing just like our fathers

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  GGGGGG| [brass section]

 Come on Eileen oh, I swear (well he means)

 at this moment you mean everything

 With you in that dress, my thoughts (I confess)

 verge on dirty, Ah come on Eileen

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  | [banjo]

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  | [fiddle and banjo]

<verse 2="">

 These people round here

 wear beaten-down eyes sunk in smoke-dried faces,

 so resigned to what their fate is

 but not us (no never) no not us (no never)

 we are far too young and clever remember

 Toora-loora-toora-loo-rye-aye

 Eileen I'll hum this tune for ever

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  GGGGGG| [brass section]

 Come on Eileen, oh I swear (well he means)

 Ah come on let's take off everything

 That pretty red dress, Eileen (tell him yes)

 Ah come on let's, ah come on Eileen

 That pretty red dress, Eileen (tell him yes)

 Ah come on let's, ah come on Eileen

 Please...

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  (Come on Eileen too-loo rye-aye come on)

 (Eileen too-loo rye-aye toora toora-too-loora)

Now you have grown, now you have shown, oh Eileen

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Come on Eileen, these things they are real and I know

 how you feel Now I must say more than ever

  things round here have changed

 Too-ra loo-ra too-ra loo-rye-aye

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