Eileen

[D]                [F#m]                                          [Bm]
Eileen, don’t y[Bm7]ou remember, don’t you remember me?

[G2]                                       [D]
I was your secret boy[A7]friend, when you were just seventeen

[D]                      [F#m]
Eileen my sister was right w[Bm7]hen she said we could never be

[G2]                           [D]          [A]
I [D]was al[Dsus4]l in orange, but[D] you were all in green

                      [G1]                                                                                        [D]
Ah [Dsus4]but I loved y[D]ou, pure and sweet as a mountain stream,

Ah but I loved you soft as the[G1] rain on the cobbled street                                                        [D]

[A2]You could never tell your mother about me (ba da da da dum)                                  [Bm]

[A2]Your brother would have come to sort me out (ba da da da dum)                                                   [Bm]

[A2]And though you were the sweetest thing that I had ever seen                                                   [Bm]

[Em7]It would always come down,                             [A7]

[Em7]it would always come down,                            [A7]

[Em7]                                                 [A7]
It[D] must [Dsus4]always c[D]ome down to the orange and the green

At nights we sat by your gas fire, music on the radio

Our favourite was the Merseybeats’ ‘We’ve Got a Groovy Kind of Love.’

Then we’d lie on your bed and we’d kiss, and we’d kiss and we’d kiss some more

Clandestine lovers, with no place to go

Ah but I loved you, pure and sweet as a mountain stream,

Ah but I loved you soft as the rain on the cobbled street

The last time that we met I knew it was over (ba da da da dum)

I could see the sad resignation in your eyes (ba da da da dum)

Just made you look more beautiful, so contrite and serene

‘Cos it must always come down,

It must always come down,

It must always come down to the orange and the green

Suppose you got married, got children, grandchildren now I guess

Suppose your life’s been good to you

I hope that you’ve been blessed.

I’m sending out this message to you Eileen just to make you smile

And remember a sad-faced ragged boy, that you once loved for a while

Ah but I loved you, pure and sweet as a mountain stream,

Ah but I loved you soft as the rain on the cobbled street

It’s forty years on since we walked together

Hand in hand down O’Connell Street

The world has changed a lot since then but enough as I have seen

‘Cos still it always comes down

Still it always comes down,

It still always comes down to the orange and the green.

Eileen, don’t you remember, don’t you remember me...?

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