| EASY AND SLOW
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| It was down by Christ Church that I first met with Annie
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| A neat little girl and not a bit shy
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| She told me her father had come from Dungallen
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| And would take her back home in the sweet bye and bye
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| And what’s that to any man, whether or no
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| Whether I’m easy, or whether I’m true
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| As I lifted her petticoat, easy and slow
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| And I tied up my sleeve for to buckle her shoe
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| In city or country, a girl is a jewel
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| And well made for holding, the most of the while
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| But any young fellow is really a fool
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| If he tries at the first time to go a bit far
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| We wandered by Thomas Street, down to the levy
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| The sunlight was gone, and the evening grew dark
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| Along Whitemans Bridge, and by God in a jiffy
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| My arm was around her, beyond in the park
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| If you chance for to go the town of Dungallen
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| You can search till your eyeballs are empty and blind
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| Be you sitting or walking or sporting or standing
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| Another like Annie you never will find
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| Recorded on «Borderlands», David Jones -Easy & Slow, Clancys-
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| Flowers in the Valley
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| @courtship
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| Filename[ EASYNSLO
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| Play.exe EASYNSLO
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| DC
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