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...
(Start slow, then faster)
[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!