Our Whole World

Johnny McEldoo

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

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

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

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

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