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Johnny McEldo

Irish Song Lyrics - Johnny McEldo

There was Johnny McEldo and McGee and me
and a couple two or three went on a spree one day
we had a bob or two which we knew how to blew
and the beer and whiskey flew and we all felt gay
we visited McCann's McIlman's, Humpty Dan's
we then went into Swan's our stomach's for to pack
we ordered up a feed which indeed we did need
and we finished it with speed but we still felt slack

Johnny McEldo turned to red, white and blue
when a plate of Irish stew he soon put out of sight
He shouted,"Encore!" with a roar for some more
that he never felt before such a keen appetite
he ordered eggs and ham, bread and jam, "what a cram"
but him we couldn't ram though we tried our level best
for everything we bought, cold or hot mattered not
it went down him like a shot and he still stood the test

He swallowed tripe and lard by the yard we got scared
we thought it would go hard when the waiter brought the bill
we told him to give o're but he swore he could lower
twice as much again and more before he had his fill
"He's nearly supped a trough full of broth!", says McGrath
"He'd swallow a tablecloth if we don't hold him in"
McEldo began to groan and I moaned let's go home
and he wouldn't move a bone he just sat with a grin

when the waiter brought the charge, McEldo felt so large
he began to scowl and barge and his blood went afire
he began to curse and sware, tear his hair in dispair
and to finish the affair, called the shopman a liar
the shopman he drew out and no doubt he did clout
McEldo he kicked about like an old football
he bloodied all his clothes, broke his nose I suppose
he'd a finished him in a few blows in no time at all

McEldo began to growl and to howl by my soul
and he threw an empty bowl at the shopkeeper's head
he struck poor Mickey Flynn, peeled the skin off his chin
and a ruction did begin and we all fought and bled
the peelers did arrive, "Man Alive" for or five
at us they made a drive for us all to march away
we paid for all the mate, what we ate, stood a trait
and went home to ruminate on that spree that day

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