Easy and Slow

It was down by ChristChurch that I first met with Annie A gentle young maiden and not a bit shy She told me her daddy who came from Dungannon Would take her back home in the sweet bye and bye And what's that 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 my sleeve for to buckle her shoe If ever you go to the town of Dungannon, you may search til your eyes, they are empty and blind Be walking or running, be sittin or standing, A girl like Annie, you never will find Down along Thomas Street, down to the Liffey The sunshine was gone, and the evening grew dark Along be KingsBridge, and by God in a jiffy My arm was around her, beyond in the park