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Tuning: E A D G B E
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jim_McCann_(musician) Being a Dub meself, I have a fondness for auld Dublin tunes This is the Jim McCann version. Also, to keep with the Dublin accent, Easy is pronounced to rhyme with daisy, aisy and slow ** The INTRO: and the INST: are both played almost the same, at the end of the INST: he stays on the "C" RIFF instead of going down to the "G" part. ** Hope that makes sense Also the little thing Jim does on the "G" note is just a Hammer On/Pull Off on the "A" string in the SECOND FRET. if you like it RATE IT PLEASE flatwound C = X32010 Dm = XX0231 Am = X02210 G = 320003 Em = 022000 EASY AND SLOW e|-------0------0-------------1--| B|--0-1--1--0-1-1-------------1--| G|-------2------0--0-2-0------2--| D|-----------------------3-0--3--| A|-------------------------------| E|-------------------------------| e|---------1---------1--------------0--| B|---------1---------1--------------1--| G|----0----2----0----0----0---------0--| D|--3---0-----3---0-----3---0-------2--| A|-----------------------------3-0--3--| E|-------------------------------------| [Verse]
T'was dCown by ChrisDmtchurch, That I fAmirst met with AEmnnie A geCntle young maAmiden, And Dmnot a bit sGhy She tCold me her dDmaddy, Who cAmame from DungEmannon Would tCake her back Amhome, In the sDmweet bye aGnd bCye
[Chorus]
And wAmhat's it to any man, WhEmether or no WhAmether I'm easy, Or whDmether I'm tGrue As she liAmfted her petticoat, EEmasy and slow And I tCied up my slAmeeve, For to bGuckle her sChoe C
[Verse]
If eCver you Dmgo, To the tAmown of DungaEmnnon You may seCarch 'Till your eAmyes, They are eDmmpty and blGind Be ya waClkin' or rDmunnin, Or siAmttin' or stEmandin' A gCirl like AAmnnie, You nDmever wGill fCind
[Chorus]
And wAmhat's it to any man, WhEmether or no WAmhether I'm easy, Or whDmether I'm tGrue As she liAmfted her petticoat, EEmasy and slow And I tCied up my slAmeeve, For to buGckle her sChoe
[INST]: See INTRO: And Note [Verse]
DCown along TDmhomas Street, DAmown to the LEmiffy The sunCshine was gAmone, And the eDmvening grew dGark AlCong by King's BrDmidge, And b'AmGod in a jEmiffy Me aCrms were arAmound her, BeDmyond in tGhe pCark
[Chorus]
And wAmhat's it to any man, WhEmether or no WAmhether I'm easy, Or whDmether I'm tGrue As she lAmifted her petticoat, EEmasy and slow And I tCied up my slAmeeve, For to bGuckle her sChoe C
[Chorus]
And wAmhat's it to any man, WhEmether or no WAmhether I'm easy, Or whDmether I'm tGrue As she lAmifted her petticoat, EEmasy and slow And I tCied up my slAmeeve, For to bGuckle her sChoe C D C