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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kevin Rowland
Kevin Rowland
Vocals
Billy Adams
Billy Adams
Banjo
Giorgio Kilkenny
Giorgio Kilkenny
Bass Guitar
Seb Shelton
Seb Shelton
Drums
Helen O'Hara
Helen O'Hara
Fiddle
Steve Brennan
Steve Brennan
Fiddle
Brian Maurice
Brian Maurice
Saxophone
Carol Kenyon
Carol Kenyon
Vocals
Katie Kissoon
Katie Kissoon
Vocals
Samantha Brown
Samantha Brown
Vocals
Jim Paterson
Jim Paterson
Trombone
Mick Billingham
Mick Billingham
Piano
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kevin Rowland
Kevin Rowland
Songwriter
James Paterson
James Paterson
Songwriter
Stephen Kevin Adams
Stephen Kevin Adams
Songwriter
Jim Paterson
Jim Paterson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kevin Rowland
Kevin Rowland
Producer
Alan Winstanley
Alan Winstanley
Producer
Clive Langer
Clive Langer
Producer
Arun Chakraverty
Arun Chakraverty
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Come on, Eileen
Come on, Eileen
[Verse 1]
Poor old Johnny Ray
Sounded sad upon the radio
Moved a million hearts in mono
Our mothers cried
Sang along
Who'd blame them?
[Verse 2]
You're grown (You're grown up)
So grown (So grown up)
Now I must say more than ever (Come on, Eileen)
Toora loora, toora loo-rye-aye
And we can sing just like our fathers
[Chorus]
Come on, Eileen
Oh, I swear
Well he means
At this moment
You mean everything
You in that dress
My thoughts, I confess
Verge on dirty
Ah, come on, Eileen
[PostChorus]
Come on, Eileen
[Verse 3]
These people 'round here
Were beaten down, eyes sunk in smoke-dried face
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
[Chorus]
Come on, Eileen
Oh, I swear
Well 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
[Bridge]
Come on, Eileen, ta-loo-rye-aye
Come on, Eileen, ta-loo-rye-aye
Now you are grown
Now you have shown
Oh, Eileen
Said, come on, Eileen
These things, they are real
And I know how you feel
Now I must say more than ever
Things 'round here have changed
I said, toora loora, toora loo-rye-aye
[Chorus]
Come on, Eileen
Oh, I swear
Well he means
At this moment
You mean everything
And you in that dress
My thoughts, I confess
Verge on dirty
Ah, come on, Eileen
[Chorus]
Ah, come on, Eileen
Oh, I swear
Well he means
At this moment
You mean everything
[Outro]
Oh, believe me, if all those endearing young charms
That I gaze on so fondly today
Were to suddenly leave you or fly in the night
Just like fairy gifts gone in the sky
Written by: James Mitchell Paterson, Kevin Rowland, Mick Billingham, Stephen Kevin Adams
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