Poor old johnny Ray  Sounded sad upon the Radio  Moved a million hearts in Mono  Our mothers cried  Sang along, who could blame them?  Now you're grown,so grown,Now I must say more than ever  Go toora loora toora loo rye aye  and we can sing just like our fathers    (Chorus):  Come on Eileen,Oh I swear(what he means)  At this moment,you mean everything  With you in that dress my thoughts I confess  Verge on dirty  Ah 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 to young and clever  Remember  Go toora loora toora loo rye aye  Eillen i'll hum this tune forever    Oh come on Eileen Oh I swear(what he means)  Ah come on,let's take off everything  That pretty red dress Eileen(Tell him yes)  Ah come on let's, Ah come on Eileen  That pretty red dress Eileen(Tell him yes)  Ah come on let's, Ah come on Eileen  Please...    Come on Eileen too-loo rye-aye  Come on Eileen too-loo rye-aye  Toora toora-too-loora    Now you have grown,Now you have shown,Oh Eileen  Come on Eileen,These things are real and I know   how you feel  Now I must say more than ever  Things round here have changed  Too-ra Loo-ra too-ra loo-rye-aye    Come on Eileen,Oh I swear(what he means)  At this moment,you mean everything  With you in that dress my thoughts I confess  Verge on dirty  Ah Come on Eileen!