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Johnny McEldoo could eat us all under the rug or as they say cause us to burst our gizzards trying to keep up with him and his huge appetite for food. He got in a rucus with the shopkeeper - Read the lyrics for more information about Johnny.

Johnny McEldoo

This is a great Irish pub song that was often sung
by Tommy Makem in concerts.

                  G                Em               G            Em
There was Johnny McEldoo, and McGee, and me
           G                     Em                       D7             G
And a coupla two or three, went on a spree one day.
       G                   Em                   G                    Em        
We had a bob or two, which we knew how to blew
               G                          Em                D7       G              
And the beer and whiskey flew and we all felt gay!

      G                                                            D7
We visited McMann's, MacIllman's, Humpty Dan's,
       G                                            D7
We then went into Swann's our stomachs for to pack,
       G                     Em                 G                 Em
We ordered out a feed which indeed we did need
             G                                              D7        G 
And we finished it with speed, but we still felt slack!
G                Em               G                     Em
Johnny McEldoo turned red, white and blue,
         G                    Em                        D7      G
And a plate of Irish stew he soon put out of sight
     G                     Em                  G                     Em    
He shouted out "Encore!" with a roar for some more
                G                 Em              D7            G   
Said he'd never felt before such a keen appetite

G                                                                              D7  
He ordered eggs and ham, bread and jam, what a cram!
     G                                                 D7
But him we couldn't ram though we tried our level best
       G                     Em                     G                    Em
For everything we brought, cold or hot,mattered not
    G                                                    D7                  G                   
It went down him like a shot, but he still stood the test!
G                                    Em             G                    Em
He swallowed tripe and lard by the yard, we got scared
     G                               Em                    D7                          G
We thought it would go hard when the waiter brought the bill
  G                              Em                G                    Em
We told him to give o'er, but he swore he could lower
G                                      Em         D7                    G             
Twice as much again and more before he had his fill

     G                                                                     D7
He nearly supped a trough full of broth, says McGrath:
           G                                   D7
"He'll eat the tablecloth if you don't hold him in!"
                G                             Em              G               Em  
When the waiter brought the charge McEldoo felt so large
          G                         Em                  D7                    G  
He began to scowl and barge and his blood went on fire!
           G                           Em                   G             Em
He began to curse and swear, tear his hair in despair,
            G               Em                    D7            G            
And to finish the affair called the shopman a liar!
      G                          Em              G                    Em
The shopman he drew out and no doubt he did clout
       G                     Em                D7        G
McEldoo he kicked about like an old football!
     G                                                                     D7
He tattered all his clothes, broke his nose, I suppose
                 G                                             D7            G 
He'd have killed him with a few blows in no time at all!
       G                    Em               G                 Em       
McEldoo began to howl and to growl by my soul
     G                        Em               D7                 G
He threw an empty bowl at the shopkeeper's head
   G                            Em                       G               Em
It struck poor Mickey Finn, peeled the skin off his chin
              G                    Em                    D7              G                   
And the ructions did begin, and we all fought and bled!
      G                                                         D7 
The peelers did arrive, man alive! four or five,
        G                                           D7               
At us they made a drive for us all to march away
       G                      Em                  G                Em
We paid for all the mate that we ate, stood a trate,
                 G                  Em               D7             G 
And went home to ruminate on the spree that day!