Eileen

It was late one Friday night

I was out with a few of the boys

We were talking loud

Havin' ourselves a real good time

That's when I first saw Eileen

Way down at the end of the bar

She was sittin' all alone

Havin' herself a real good cry

So I went over with my rum and coke

Sat down beside her

And I told her one of my jokes

And through her tears she started laughing

So we introduced ourselves

And we talked just a little bit more

But before too long we heading towards the door

Alright

She led the way, I was close behind

She turned and reached for my hand

Like a stranger that I had known before

We got on a subway train

And we rode all night

Sweet sweet goodbye kisses

In the morning light

And we were burning with desire

When I called her on the phone

There would be nobody home

And I never saw Eileen again

I remember everything that she told me

But why'd she have to go and disappear?

Sometime later, I was out with a few of the boys

We were talking loud

Havin' ourselves a real good time

Then came the question

Whatever happened to that girl at the end of the bar

Who was sittin' all alone

Havin' herself a real good cry?

We went riding on a subway train

Sweet Eileen was her name

And I never got to know her

The way I really wanted to

I thought we were connecting

I guess I never really got through

Cause when I called her on the phone

There would be nobody home

And I never saw Eileen again

When I ride the evening train

Memories remain

And I never saw Eileen again

Never saw Eileen again

Never saw Eileen again

Eileen

Sweet Eileen

Eileen

She never really cared for me

Whatever happened?

Eileen