It was down by Christchurch that I first met with Annie A neat little girl and not a bit shy She told me her father who come from Dungannon Would take her back home in the sweet bye and bye
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 rolled back my sleeve to unbuckle her shoe Was a tourist down Thomas Street and then out by the Liffey The sun had gone down, and the evening grew dark Down by Kings Bridge, and then by Lord in a jiffy My 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 rolled back my sleeve to unbuckle her shoe Now in city or country, a girl is a jewel And well built for grippin´ as most of them are Ah but any young man would be really a fool To try it the first time and 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 rolled back my sleeve to unbuckle her shoe Now if by chance you´re in the town of Dungannon You might search ´til your eyeballs are empty and blind Be it sittin´ or walking or runnin´ or standin´ 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 rolled back my sleeves to unbuckle her shoe