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 
 

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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 
 
 
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