So here's the full song, with missing lines: Johnny McEldoo There was Johnny McEldoo and McGee 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, McLeman's, Humpty Dan's We then went into 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, matter not It went down him like a shot and 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 lower 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 we don't hold him in He ate a dozen fowl, half a cow, made a vow He was just as hungry now as when he did begin 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 soul He threw an empty bowl at the shopkeeper's 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 meat that we ate, stood a treat And went home to ruminate on the spree that day
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