Come on Eileen

[Intro]
|E B |E A |A E |B | x2
|B |D#m |E |B F# | x2

[Verse]
B D#m
Poor old Johnny Ray
E B F#
Sounded sad upon the radio moved a million hearts in mono
B D#m
Our mothers cried
E B F#
Sang along, who'd blame them
B D#m
You're grown (you're grown up), so grown (so grown up)
E B F#
Now I must say more than ever (come on Eileen)
B D#m E
Toora-loora-toora-loo-rye-aye
B F#
and we can sing just like our fathers

[Instrumental]
|F# B F# B |F# F# B F# B |F# F# F# F# F# F# F# |

[Chorus]
C# G#
Come on Eileen oh, I swear (well he means)
D#m F# G#
at this moment you mean everything
C# G#
With you in that dress, my thoughts (I confess)
D#m F# G#
verge on dirty, ah come on Eileen

[Instrumental]
|G# |G# |
|B |D#m |E |B F# |

[Verse]
B D#m
These people round here
E
wear beaten-down eyes sunk in smoke-dried faces,
B F#
so resigned to what their fate is
B D#m
but not us (no never) no not us (no never)
E B F#
we are far too young and clever (remember)
B D#m E
Toora-loora-toora-loo-rye-aye
B F#
Eileen, I'll hum this tune forever

[Instrumental]
|F# B F# B |F# F# B F# B |F# F# F# F# F# F# F# |

[Chorus]
C# G#
Come on, Eileen, oh I swear (well he means)
D#m F# G#
Ah come on, let's take off everything
C# G#
That pretty red dress, Eileen (tell him yes)
D#m F# G#
Ah, come on, let's, ah, come on, Eileen
C#
Please…
(half-speed, getting gradually faster)

[Chorus]
C# E#m
(Come on, Eileen, too-loo rye-aye, come on)
F# C# G#
(Eileen, too-loo rye-aye, toora, toora-too-loora)
Now you have grown, now you have shown, oh, Eileen
C# E#m
(Come on, Eileen, too-loo rye-aye, come on)
Come on, Eileen, these things they are real, and I know
F# C# G#
(Eileen, too-loo rye-aye, toora, toora-too-loora)
how you feel Now I must say more than ever, things round here have changed
C# E#m F# C# G#
(Come on, Eileen, too-loo rye-aye, come on) (Eileen, too-loo rye-aye, toora, toora-too-loora)
Too-ra loo-ra too-ra loo-rye-aye

[Chorus]
C# G#
Come on Eileen oh, I swear (well he means)
D#m F# G#
at this moment you mean everything
C# G#
With you in that dress, my thoughts (I confess)
D#m F# G#
verge on dirty, ah come on Eileen

(fading out)