Easy And Slow

'twas down by christchurch i first met with annie

a neat little girl and not a bit shy

she told me her father who 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 she lifted her petticoats easy and slow

i tied up my sleeves for to buckle her shoe

we wandered by thomas street down to the liffey

the sunshine was gone and the evening grew dark

along the kingsbridge and begod in a jiffy

me arms were around her beyond in the park

from city or country a girl is a jewel

and well made for gripping the most of them are

but any young man is he really a fool

if he tries at the first time to go a bit far

now if ever you go to the town of dungannon

you can search till your eyes are empty or blind

be you lying or walking or sitting or running

a girl like annie, you never will find