Come On Eileen - Sara Evans

Poor old Johnny Ray

Sounded sad upon the radio

He moved a million hearts in mono

Our mothers used

To sing along, who’d blame them

You’re grown (a grown up), so grown (so grown up), now I must say more than ever

(come on eileen)

Go toora loora toora loo rye aye

And we can sing just like our fathers

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

At these moments, you mean everything

With you in that dress, oh my thoughts I confess

Verge on dirty

Ah come on Eileen

Come on Eileen !

These people round here wear beaten down eyes

Sunk in smoke dried faces

They’re 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

Go toora loora toora loo rye aye

Eileen I’ll hum this tune forever (x2)

Come on Eileen oh I swear (what he means)

Ah come on, let’s take off everything

That pretty red dress, oh Eileen tell him yes

Ah come on let’s, Ah come on Eileen

Come on Eileen oh I swear (what he means)

at these moments you mean everything

Come on Eileen too-loo rye-aye