Johnny McEldoo Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Verse 1]
[Am]There was Johnny McEldoo
and McGee and me
And a couple of two or three went on
the spree one [C]day
We had a bob or [Am]two, which
we knew how to blew
And the [C]beer and whiskey [Am]flew
and we [G]all felt [C]gay
We visited McCann's, Maclaman's, Humpty
[G]Dan's
We [C]then went into Swan's,
our [G]stomachs for to pack
We [Am]ordered out a feed, which
indeed, we did need
And we [C]finished it with [Am]speed, but
we [G]still felt [C]slack
Johnny [Am]McEldoo turned as blue

[Verse 2]
as a Jew
And a plate of Irish stew he
[G]soon put out of sight
He [Am]shouted out "Encore!" with
a roar for some more
That he'd never felt before such
a [G]keen appet[C]ite
He ordered eggs and ham, bread
and jam, what a [G]cram
[C]But him, we couldn't ram, though we
[G]tried our level best
[C]For everything we [Am]brought, cold
or hot, mattered not
It went down him like a [C]shot but
he still stood the test

[Verse 3]
He swallowed tripe and [Am]lard by the yard, we
got [C]scarred
We thought it would go [G]hard when
the waiter brought the bill
We [C]told him to [Am]give o'er, but
he swore he could lower
Twice as much again and [C]more be
[G]fore he had his [C]fill
He nearly supped a [Am]trough full of broth says
McGragh
"He'll devour the table[C]cloth
if you [G]don't hold him in"
When the [C]waiter brought the [Am]charge,
McEldoo felt so large
He began to shout and barge and his
[C]blood went on fire
He began to curse and swear, tear his hair in des[G]pair
And to [C]finish the

[Verse 4]
affair, called
the shop man a liar
The shop man, he [Am]through out
and no doubt, he did clout
[C]McEldoo he kicked about like
[G]an old football
Tattered all his [Am]clothes, broke his nose,
I suppose
He would have killed him with a few blows
in [G]no time at [C]all
Mceldoo began to howl
and to growl, by my [G]soul
He [C]threw an empty bowl at the
[G]shop keepers head
It struck poor Mickey [Am]Flynn, peeled
his skin off his chin
And [C]eruptions did begin
and we [G]all fought and [C]bled
The peelers did ar[Am]rive, man
alive, four or five
At us they made a dive for
[G]us all to march away
[C]We paid for all the [Am]mate that
we ate, stood a trait
And went [C]home to ruminate
on the spree that day