Eileen

It was late one Friday night

I was out with a few of the boys

We were talking loud and having

ourselves a real good time

That's when I first saw Eileen

Way down at the end of the bar

She was sitting all alone

Having herself a real good cry

So I went over with my rum and coke

Sat down beside her

And 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 were headed towards the door

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 did she have to go and disappear

Some time later

I was out with a few of the boys

We were talking loud and having ourselves a real good time

And then came the question

Whatever happened to that girl at the end of the bar

Who was sitting all alone

Having herself a real good cry

We went riding on the subway train

Sweet Eileen was her name

But I never got to know her

The way I really wanted to

I thought we were connecting

I guess I never really got through

When I called her on the phone

There would be nobody home

And I never saw Eileen again

And when I ride the evening train

The memories remain

And I never saw Eileen again