Poor old Johnny Ray

Sounded sad upon the radio

But he moved a million hearts in mono

Our mothers cried

Sang along

Who'd blame them

You've grown, so grown

Now I must say more than ever

(Come On Eileen)

Too-ra-loo-ra, too-ra-loo-rye, aye

And we can sing just like our fathers

Come on Eileen

Oh, I swear what he means (what he means)

At this moment you mean everything

You in that dress

My thoughts I confess

Verge on dirty

Oh, 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)

Too-ra-loo-ra, too-ra-loo-rye, aye

And you'll hum this tune forever

Too-ra-loo-ra, too-ra-loo-rye, aye

And we can sing just like our fathers

Come on Eileen

Oh, I swear what he means

Aah, come on let's

Take off everything

That pretty red dress

Eileen (tell him yes)

Aah, come on let's

Aah, come on Eileen

That pretty red dress

Eileen (tell him yes)

Aah, come on let's

Aah, come on Eileen

Come on Eileen, too-loo-rye-aye

Come on Eileen, too-loo-rye-aye

Too-ra-loo-ra, too-ra-loo-rye, aye

And you'll hum this tune forever

Come on Eileen

Oh, I swear (what he means)

At this moment, you mean everything

Everything to me