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Corries - Johnny Mceldo lyrics
There was Johnny McEldoo and McGhee and me, and a
 Couple or 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, McIllmann's, Humpty Dan's, we then
 Went in to Swann's our stomachs for to pack
 We ordered out a feed which indeed we did need, and we
 Finished it with speed but we still felt slack
 Johnny McEldoo turned red, white and blue when a plate
 Of Irish stew he soon put out of sight
 He shouted out "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 brought, cold or hot, mattered not, 
 It went down him like a shot, but 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'er, but he swore he could lowerCorries - Johnny Mceldo - http://motolyrics.com/corries/johnny-mceldo-lyrics.html
 Twice as much again and more before he had his fill
 He nearly supped a trough full of broth says McGrath, 
 "He'll devour the tablecloth if you don't hold him in"
 When the waiter brought the charge, McEldoo felt so
 Large, he began to scowl and barge and his blood went
 On fire
 He began to curse and swear, tear his hair in despair, 
 And to finish the affair called the shopman a liar
 The shopman he drew out, and no doubt, he did clout, 
 McEldoo he kicked about like an old football
 He tattered all his clothes, broke his nose, I suppose
 He'd have killed him with a few blows in no time at all
 McEldoo began to howl and to growl, by my sowl, he
 Threw an empty bowl at the shopkeepers head
 It struck poor Mickey Flynn, peeled the skin off his
 Chin and the ructions did begin and we all fought and
 Bled
 The peelers did arrive, man alive, four or five, at us
 They made a drive for us all to march away
 We paid for all the mate, that we ate, stood a trate, 
 And went home to reminate on the spree that day








