Easy And Slow
TradIt was down by Christchurch that I first met with Annie
A neat little girl and not a bit shy
She told me her father that came from Dungannon
Would take her back home in the sweet by and by
And what’s it to any man whether or no
Whether I’m easy or whether I’m true
As I lifted her petticoat easy and slow
And I tied up me sleeve for to buckle her shoe
Oh, down along Thomas Street down to the Liffey
The sunshine was gone and the evening grew dark
Along by King’s Bridge and begod in a jiffey
Me arms were around her beyond in the park
And what’s it to any man whether or no
Whether I’m easy or whether I’m true
As I lifted her petticoat easy and slow
And I tied up me sleeve for to buckle her shoe
Oh, from city or country a girl’s a jewel
And well known for gripping the most of them are
Ah, but any young fella, he’s really a fool
If he tries at the first time for to go a bit far
And what’s it to any man whether or no
Whether I’m easy or whether I’m true
As I lifted her petticoat easy and slow
And I tied up me sleeve for to buckle her shoe
And if ever you go to the town of Dungannon
You can search till your eyeballs are empty and blind
Be you lying or walking or sitting or running
A girl like Annie you never will find
And what’s it to any man whether or no
Whether I’m easy or whether I’m true
As I lifted her petticoat easy and slow
And I tied up me sleeve for to buckle her shoe