Vídeo da música
Vídeo da música
Créditos
INTERPRETAÇÃO
Kevin Rowland
Vocais
Billy Adams
Banjo
Giorgio Kilkenny
Baixo
Seb Shelton
Bateria
Helen O'Hara
Fiddle
Steve Brennan
Fiddle
Jennifer Tobis
Fiddle
Roger MacDuff
Fiddle
James Paterson
Trombone
Paul Speare
Saxofone tenor
Brian Maurice
Saxofone
Mick Billingham
Piano
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Kevin Rowland
Composição
Stephen Kevin Adams
Composição
James Paterson
Composição
Jim Paterson
Composição
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Clive Langer
Produção
Alan Winstanley
Produção
Letra
[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