Poor old Johnny Ray sounded sad upon the radio Poor old Johnny Ray sounded sad upon the radio Pobre Johnny Ray Sonaba triste en la radio He moved a million hearts in mono He moved a million hearts in mono Él se movió de un millón de corazones en mono Our mothers cried, Our mothers cried, Nuestras madres exclamó, And sang along who'd blame them? And sang along who'd blame them? Y cantaba que había culparlos? You've grown, so grown You've grown, so grown Has crecido, por lo crecido Now I must say more than ever Now I must say more than ever Ahora tengo que decir más que nunca (Come on Eileen) Toora Loora Toora Loo-Rye Aye (Come on Eileen) Toora Loora Toora Loo-Rye Aye (Come on Eileen) Toora Loora Toora Loo-Rye Aye And we can sing just like our fathers And we can sing just like our fathers Y podemos cantar al igual que nuestros padres Come on Eileen, I swear (well he means) Come on Eileen, I swear (well he means) Come on Eileen, juro (bien él significa) At this moment, you mean everything At this moment, you mean everything En este momento, te refieres a todo lo You in that dress, my thoughts I confess You in that dress, my thoughts I confess Usted en ese vestido, mis pensamientos me confieso Verge on dirty Verge on dirty Verge de sucia Ah come on Eileen Ah come on Eileen Ah Come On Eileen