Come On Eileen taby ukulele według Dexy's Midnight Runners (Chwyty barytonu)

[C]Poor old Johnny [Em]Ray
Sounded [F]sad upon the radio
He moved a [C]million hearts in [G]mono
[C]Our mothers [Em]cried
And [F]sang along and who'd blame them? [C] [G] 

[C]You're grown (so grown up)
[Em]So grown (so grown up)
[F]Now I must say more than ever [C] [G]
[C]Toora loora [Em]toora loo rye [F]aye
And we can [C]sing just like our [G]fathers 

[D]Come on Eileen! Oh, I [F#m]swear (what he means)
At this [Em]moment, you mean [G]every[A]thing
With [D]you in that dress, my [F#m]thoughts I confess
Verge on [Em]dirty, ah come [G]on Ei[A]leen! 

[C]These people round [Em]here
Wear [F]beaten-down eyes
Sunk in smoke-dried faces
They're so re[C]signed to what their [G]fate is 

But [C]not us (no never)
No [Em]not us (no never)
[F]We are far too young and clever [C] [G]
[C]Toora loora [Em]toora loo rye [F]aye
Eileen, I'll [C]sing this tune for[G]ever 

[D]Come on Eileen! Oh, I [F#m]swear (what he means)
Ah come [Em]on, let's take off [G]every[A]thing
That [D]pretty red dress .... Ei[F#m]leen (tell him yes)
Ah, come [Em]on! Come [G]on Ei[A]leen!!! 

[D]Please...  

[D]Come on, Eileen, taloora [F#m]aye
Eileen taloora [G]aye toora taloora [D] [A] 

[D]Come on Eileen! Oh, I [F#m]swear (what he means)
At this [Em]moment, you mean [G]every[A]thing
With [D]you in that dress, my [F#m]thoughts I confess
Verge on [Em]dirty, ah come [G]on Ei[A]leen!