Tom: C
Introdução:
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 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
D A
Come on Eileen oh, I swear (well he means)
Em G A
at this moment you mean everything
D A
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