Текст песни Easy and Slow - Ronnie Drew
                                                It 
                                                was 
                                                down 
                                                by 
                                                Christ 
                                                Church 
                                                that 
                                                    I 
                                                first 
                                                met 
                                                with 
                                                Annie
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                gentle 
                                                young 
                                                maiden 
                                                but 
                                                not 
                                                    a 
                                                bit 
                                                shy
 
                                    
                                
                                                She 
                                                told 
                                                me 
                                                her 
                                                father 
                                                had 
                                                come 
                                                from 
                                                Dungannon
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                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
 
                                    
                                
                                                All 
                                                along 
                                                Thomas 
                                                Street, 
                                                down 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                Liffey
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                sunlight 
                                                was 
                                                gone, 
                                                and 
                                                the 
                                                evening 
                                                grew 
                                                dark
 
                                    
                                
                                                Down 
                                                by 
                                                kings 
                                                bridge 
                                                Bridge, 
                                                and 
                                                beGod 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                jiffy
 
                                    
                                
                                                My 
                                                arms 
                                                were 
                                                around 
                                                her, 
                                                beyond 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                park
 
                                    
                                
                                                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
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                city 
                                                city 
                                                or 
                                                country, 
                                                    a 
                                                girl 
                                                is 
                                                    a 
                                                jewel
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                well 
                                                made 
                                                for 
                                                grippin', 
                                                the 
                                                most 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                while
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                any 
                                                young 
                                                fellow 
                                                is 
                                                really 
                                                    a 
                                                fool
 
                                    
                                
                                                If 
                                                he 
                                                tries 
                                                at 
                                                the 
                                                first 
                                                time 
                                                to 
                                                go 
                                                    a 
                                                bit 
                                                far
 
                                    
                                
                                                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
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                if 
                                                ever 
                                                you 
                                                go, 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                town 
                                                of 
                                                Dungannon
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                can 
                                                search 
                                                till 
                                                your 
                                                eyeballs 
                                                are 
                                                empty 
                                                and 
                                                blind
 
                                    
                                
                                                Be 
                                                you 
                                                sitting 
                                                or 
                                                walking 
                                                or 
                                                running
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                girl 
                                                like 
                                                my 
                                                Annie 
                                                you 
                                                never 
                                                find
 
                                    
                                
                                                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
 
                                    
                                Внимание! Не стесняйтесь оставлять отзывы.