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
I strolled with this fine maid far out in the country the blossoms around us all crying for dew on a violet-clad bench sure I sat down beside her and I tied up me sleeve for to buckle her shoe
and what's it to any man whether or no if I came to the fore when she gave the que she closed her eyes tightly as she murmured full low be good enough dear for to buckle my shoe
The heathery hills were all dancing around us false things in the world turned out to be true when she put her arms 'round me and kissed me and murmured you've neatly and tenderly tied up my shoe
and what's it to any man whether or no if I ventured quite gamely to see the things through when she lifted her pettycoat silent and slow and I tied up me sleeve for to buckle her shoe