Gordon Bok – Easy And Slow (Guitar)

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It was down by Christchurch I first met with Annie

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A neat little girl, oh, and not a bit shy

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She told me her father had come from Dungannon

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And he'd take her back in the sweet bye-and-bye

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And what's it to any man, whether or no

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Whether I'm easy or whether I'm true

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As she lifted her petticoat, easy and slow

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And I rolled up me sleeves for to buckle her shoe

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Now, in city or country, a girl is a jewel

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And well built for gripping, the most of them are

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Ah, but any young fellow would sure be a fool

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If he tried it the first time, to go a bit far

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And what's it to any man, whether or no

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Whether I'm easy or whether I'm true

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As she lifted her petticoat, easy and slow

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And I rolled up me sleeves for to buckle her shoe

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We wandered by Thomas Street, down by the Liffey

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The sun was long set and the evening grew dark

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And along Whiteman's Bridge, and by god, in a jiffy

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My arm was around her, out there in the park

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And what's it to any man, whether or no

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Whether I'm easy or whether I'm true

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As she lifted her petticoat, easy and slow

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And I rolled up me sleeves for to buckle her shoe

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So, if you chance for to go to the town of Dungannon

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You may search till your eyeballs are empty and blind

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Be it sitting or walking or running or standing

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A girl like Annie you never will find

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And what's it to any man, whether or no

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Whether I'm easy or whether I'm true

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As she lifted her petticoat, easy and slow

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And I rolled up me sleeves for to buckle her shoe