Star of the County Down

Near Banbridge town in the County Down,

One morning last July,

Down a Boreen green came a sweet colleen,

And she smiled as she passed me by.

She looked so sweet from her two bare feet,

To the sheen of her nut brown hair,

Such a coaxing elf sure I shook myself,

For to see I was really there.

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From Bantry Bay up to Derry Quay,

And from Galway to Dublin Town,

No maid I`ve seen like the brown colleen,

That I met in the county Down

 

As she onward sped sure I scratched my head,

And I looked with a feeling rare.

And "Aye !" says I to a passer by,

"Who`s the maid with the nut brown hair ?"

Well he smiled at me and he said said he,

"That`s the gem of old Ireland`s crown,

Young Rosie McCann from the banks of the Bann,

She`s the Star of the County Down."

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At the autumn fair she`ll be surely there,

So I`ll dress in my finest clothes,

With my shoes shone bright and me hat cocked right,

For a smile from my nut brown rose.

No pipe I`ll smoke no horse I`ll yoke,

`Til me plough be a rust coloured brown,

`Til a smiling bride by my own fireside,

Sits the star of the county Down.

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