Johnny McEldoo chords by Tommy Makem

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Intro 1

There was johnny

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mceldoo and mcgee and me
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and a couple of two or three
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went on the spree one day
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we had a bob or two,
which we knew how to blew
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and the beer and whiskey
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flew and we all felt gay
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we visited
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mccann's, maclaman's, humpty dan's
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we then went into swan's,
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our stomachs for to pack
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we ordered out a feed,
which indeed, we did need
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and we finished it with speed,
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but we still felt slack
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Johnny mceldoo turned red,
white and blue
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as a plate of irish stew he soon
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put out of sight
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he shouted out "encore!"
with a roar for some more
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that he'd never felt before
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such a keen appetite
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we ordered eggs and ham,
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bread and jam, what a cram
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but him, we couldn't ram,
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though we tried our level be st
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for everthing we brought,
cold or hot, mattered not
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it went down him like a shot
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and he still stood the test
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He swallowed tripe and lard by the yard,
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we got scarred
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we thought it would go hard
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when the waiter brought the bill
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we told him to give o'er,
but he swore he could lower
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twice as much again and more
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before he had his fill
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he nearly supped a trough full
of broth says mcgragh
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"he'll devour the tablecloth
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if you don't hold him in"
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when the waiter brought the charge,
mceldoo felt so large
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he began to shout and barge and his
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blood went on fire
He began to curse and swear,
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tear his hair in despair
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to finish the affair,
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called the shop man a liar
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the shop man, he through out and no doubt,
he did clout
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mceldoo he kicked about
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like an old football
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tattered all his clothes,
broke his nose, i suppose
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he would have killed him with a few
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blows in no time at all
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mceldoo began to howl and to growl,
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by my soul
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through an empty bowl
at the shop keepers head
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it struck poor mickey flynn,
took the skin from his chin
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an eruction did begin and we
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all fought and bled
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the peelers did arrive,
man alive, four or five
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at us they made a dive for us
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all to march away
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we paid for all the mate that we ate,
stood a trait
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and went home to ruminate on
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the spree that day
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