[Verse]
Was down be Christchurch that I first met with Annie,
A neat little girl and not a bit shy,
She told me her father, who came from Dungannon,
Would take her back home in the sweet by and by.

[Chorus]
And what's it to any man whether or no,
Whether I'm easy or whether I'm true?
When I lifted her petticoat, easy and slow,
And I tied up me sleeve for to buckle her shoe.

[Verse]
From city or country, a girl is a jewel,
And well built for gripping, the most of them are,
But any young fella, he's really a fool,
If he tries at the first time, to go a bit far.

[Chorus]
And what's it to any man whether or no,
Whether I'm easy or whether I'm true?
When I lifted her petticoat, easy and slow,
And I tied up me sleeve for to buckle her shoe.

[Verse]
We wandered be Thomas Street, down to the Liffey,
The evening was gone, and the evening grew dark,
Along be King's Bridge, and begod in a jiffy,
Me arm was around her, beyond in the park.

[Chorus]
And what's it to any man whether or no,
Whether I'm easy or whether I'm true?
When I lifted her petticoat, easy and slow,
And I tied up me sleeve for to buckle her shoe.

[Verse]
Now if ye should go to the town of Dungannon,
Search till your eyeballs are empty or blind,
Be a trotting, or walking, or sitting or standing
A girl like Annie you never will find.

[Chorus]
And what's it to any man whether or no,
Whether I'm easy or whether I'm true?
When I lifted her petticoat, easy and slow,
And I tied up me sleeve for to buckle her shoe.