Star Of County Down (Live)
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Near Banbridge town, in the County Down
One evening last July
Down a bóithrín green came a sweet colleen
And she smiled as she passed me by.
She looked so neat in her two bare feet
To the sheen of her nut-brown hair
Such a coaxing elf, I'd to shake myself
To make sure I was standing there.
From Bantry Bay down to Derry Quay
From Galway to Dublin town
No maid I've seen like the fair colleen
That I met in the County Down.
As she onward sped I smy head
And I gazed with a feeling queer
And I said, says I, to a passerby
"Who's your one with the nut-brown hair?"
He smiled at me, and with pride says he,
"She's the gem of old Ireland's crown.
Young Rosie McCann from the banks of the Bann
And the star of the County Down."
From Bantry Bay down to Derry Quay
From Galway to Dublin town
No maid I've seen like the fair colleen
That I met in the County Down.
She'd a soft brown eye and
a look so sly and a smile like the rose in June
And you held each note from her auburn throat,
as she lilted lamenting tunes
At the pattern dance you'd be in trance
as she skipped through a jig or reel
When her eyes she'd roll, as she'd lift soul
And your heart she would likely steal
From Bantry Bay down to Derry Quay
From Galway to Dublin town
No maid I've seen like the fair colleen
That I met in the County Down.
At the harvest fair she'll be surely there
and I'll dress my Sunday clothes
With my hat cocked right and my shoes shon bright
for a smile from the nut-brown Rose
No horse I'll yoke, or pipe I smoke,
'til the rust in my plough turn brown
And a smiling bride by my own fireside
sits the star of the County Down
From Bantry Bay down to Derry Quay
From Galway to Dublin town
No maid I've seen like the fair colleen
That I met in the County Down.
She'd a soft brown eye and
a look so sly and a smile like the rose in June
And you held each note from her auburn throat,
as she lilted lamenting tunes
At the pattern dance you'd be in trance
as she skipped through a jig or reel
When her eyes she'd roll, as she'd lift soul
And your heart she would likely steal
From Bantry Bay down to Derry Quay
From Galway to Dublin town
No maid I've seen like the fair colleen
That I met in the County Down.
Near Banbridge town, in the County Down
One evening last July
Down a bóithrín green came a sweet cailín
And she smiled as she passed me by.
She looked so neat in her two bare feet
To the sheen of her nut-brown hair
Such a coaxing elf, I'd to shake myself
To make sure I was standing there.
From Bantry Bay down to Derry Quay
From Galway to Dublin town
No maid I've seen like the fair colleen
That I met in the County Down.
From Bantry Bay down to Derry Quay
From Galway to Dublin town
No maid I've seen like the fair colleen
That I met in the County Down.
From Bantry Bay down to Derry Quay
From Galway to Dublin town
No maid I've seen like the fair colleen
That I met in the County Down.
One evening last July
Down a bóithrín green came a sweet colleen
And she smiled as she passed me by.
She looked so neat in her two bare feet
To the sheen of her nut-brown hair
Such a coaxing elf, I'd to shake myself
To make sure I was standing there.
From Bantry Bay down to Derry Quay
From Galway to Dublin town
No maid I've seen like the fair colleen
That I met in the County Down.
As she onward sped I smy head
And I gazed with a feeling queer
And I said, says I, to a passerby
"Who's your one with the nut-brown hair?"
He smiled at me, and with pride says he,
"She's the gem of old Ireland's crown.
Young Rosie McCann from the banks of the Bann
And the star of the County Down."
From Bantry Bay down to Derry Quay
From Galway to Dublin town
No maid I've seen like the fair colleen
That I met in the County Down.
She'd a soft brown eye and
a look so sly and a smile like the rose in June
And you held each note from her auburn throat,
as she lilted lamenting tunes
At the pattern dance you'd be in trance
as she skipped through a jig or reel
When her eyes she'd roll, as she'd lift soul
And your heart she would likely steal
From Bantry Bay down to Derry Quay
From Galway to Dublin town
No maid I've seen like the fair colleen
That I met in the County Down.
At the harvest fair she'll be surely there
and I'll dress my Sunday clothes
With my hat cocked right and my shoes shon bright
for a smile from the nut-brown Rose
No horse I'll yoke, or pipe I smoke,
'til the rust in my plough turn brown
And a smiling bride by my own fireside
sits the star of the County Down
From Bantry Bay down to Derry Quay
From Galway to Dublin town
No maid I've seen like the fair colleen
That I met in the County Down.
She'd a soft brown eye and
a look so sly and a smile like the rose in June
And you held each note from her auburn throat,
as she lilted lamenting tunes
At the pattern dance you'd be in trance
as she skipped through a jig or reel
When her eyes she'd roll, as she'd lift soul
And your heart she would likely steal
From Bantry Bay down to Derry Quay
From Galway to Dublin town
No maid I've seen like the fair colleen
That I met in the County Down.
Near Banbridge town, in the County Down
One evening last July
Down a bóithrín green came a sweet cailín
And she smiled as she passed me by.
She looked so neat in her two bare feet
To the sheen of her nut-brown hair
Such a coaxing elf, I'd to shake myself
To make sure I was standing there.
From Bantry Bay down to Derry Quay
From Galway to Dublin town
No maid I've seen like the fair colleen
That I met in the County Down.
From Bantry Bay down to Derry Quay
From Galway to Dublin town
No maid I've seen like the fair colleen
That I met in the County Down.
From Bantry Bay down to Derry Quay
From Galway to Dublin town
No maid I've seen like the fair colleen
That I met in the County Down.
⏱️ Synced Lyrics
[00:39.38] Near Banbridge town, in the County Down
[00:41.17] One evening last July
[00:42.05] Down a bóithrín green came a sweet colleen
[00:44.89] And she smiled as she passed me by.
[00:46.63] She looked so neat in her two bare feet
[00:48.47] To the sheen of her nut-brown hair
[00:49.36] Such a coaxing elf, I'd to shake myself
[00:52.05] To make sure I was standing there.
[00:53.93] From Bantry Bay down to Derry Quay
[00:54.85] From Galway to Dublin town
[00:56.64] No maid I've seen like the fair colleen
[00:59.30] That I met in the County Down.
[01:01.16] As she onward sped I smy head
[01:02.07] And I gazed with a feeling queer
[01:04.81] And I said, says I, to a passerby
[01:05.79] "Who's your one with the nut-brown hair?"
[01:07.55] He smiled at me, and with pride says he,
[01:09.32] "She's the gem of old Ireland's crown.
[01:12.03] Young Rosie McCann from the banks of the Bann
[01:13.91] And the star of the County Down."
[01:15.78] From Bantry Bay down to Derry Quay
[01:16.69] From Galway to Dublin town
[01:18.49] No maid I've seen like the fair colleen
[01:20.29] That I met in the County Down.
[01:23.02] She'd a soft brown eye and
[01:23.93] a look so sly and a smile like the rose in June
[01:24.88] And you held each note from her auburn throat,
[01:27.55] as she lilted lamenting tunes
[01:30.24] At the pattern dance you'd be in trance
[01:32.10] as she skipped through a jig or reel
[01:34.89] When her eyes she'd roll, as she'd lift soul
[01:35.72] And your heart she would likely steal
[01:38.48] From Bantry Bay down to Derry Quay
[01:40.25] From Galway to Dublin town
[01:41.22] No maid I've seen like the fair colleen
[01:43.91] That I met in the County Down.
[01:45.72] At the harvest fair she'll be surely there
[01:47.59] and I'll dress my Sunday clothes
[01:49.37] With my hat cocked right and my shoes shon bright
[01:50.35] for a smile from the nut-brown Rose
[01:53.04] No horse I'll yoke, or pipe I smoke,
[01:54.81] 'til the rust in my plough turn brown
[01:56.65] And a smiling bride by my own fireside
[01:58.40] sits the star of the County Down
[02:01.28] From Bantry Bay down to Derry Quay
[02:02.16] From Galway to Dublin town
[02:04.88] No maid I've seen like the fair colleen
[02:07.54] That I met in the County Down.
[02:17.58] She'd a soft brown eye and
[02:18.43] a look so sly and a smile like the rose in June
[02:21.16] And you held each note from her auburn throat,
[02:23.97] as she lilted lamenting tunes
[02:25.71] At the pattern dance you'd be in trance
[02:27.55] as she skipped through a jig or reel
[02:30.25] When her eyes she'd roll, as she'd lift soul
[02:32.13] And your heart she would likely steal
[02:49.38] From Bantry Bay down to Derry Quay
[02:51.14] From Galway to Dublin town
[02:53.09] No maid I've seen like the fair colleen
[02:54.82] That I met in the County Down.
[02:56.64] Near Banbridge town, in the County Down
[02:58.48] One evening last July
[03:00.25] Down a bóithrín green came a sweet cailín
[03:02.03] And she smiled as she passed me by.
[03:03.93] She looked so neat in her two bare feet
[03:05.78] To the sheen of her nut-brown hair
[03:07.55] Such a coaxing elf, I'd to shake myself
[03:10.25] To make sure I was standing there.
[03:11.17] From Bantry Bay down to Derry Quay
[03:12.92] From Galway to Dublin town
[03:14.81] No maid I've seen like the fair colleen
[03:17.51] That I met in the County Down.
[03:19.34] From Bantry Bay down to Derry Quay
[03:21.16] From Galway to Dublin town
[03:22.12] No maid I've seen like the fair colleen
[03:24.82] That I met in the County Down.
[03:26.63] From Bantry Bay down to Derry Quay
[03:28.41] From Galway to Dublin town
[03:30.27] No maid I've seen like the fair colleen
[03:33.02] That I met in the County Down.
[03:34.83]
[00:41.17] One evening last July
[00:42.05] Down a bóithrín green came a sweet colleen
[00:44.89] And she smiled as she passed me by.
[00:46.63] She looked so neat in her two bare feet
[00:48.47] To the sheen of her nut-brown hair
[00:49.36] Such a coaxing elf, I'd to shake myself
[00:52.05] To make sure I was standing there.
[00:53.93] From Bantry Bay down to Derry Quay
[00:54.85] From Galway to Dublin town
[00:56.64] No maid I've seen like the fair colleen
[00:59.30] That I met in the County Down.
[01:01.16] As she onward sped I smy head
[01:02.07] And I gazed with a feeling queer
[01:04.81] And I said, says I, to a passerby
[01:05.79] "Who's your one with the nut-brown hair?"
[01:07.55] He smiled at me, and with pride says he,
[01:09.32] "She's the gem of old Ireland's crown.
[01:12.03] Young Rosie McCann from the banks of the Bann
[01:13.91] And the star of the County Down."
[01:15.78] From Bantry Bay down to Derry Quay
[01:16.69] From Galway to Dublin town
[01:18.49] No maid I've seen like the fair colleen
[01:20.29] That I met in the County Down.
[01:23.02] She'd a soft brown eye and
[01:23.93] a look so sly and a smile like the rose in June
[01:24.88] And you held each note from her auburn throat,
[01:27.55] as she lilted lamenting tunes
[01:30.24] At the pattern dance you'd be in trance
[01:32.10] as she skipped through a jig or reel
[01:34.89] When her eyes she'd roll, as she'd lift soul
[01:35.72] And your heart she would likely steal
[01:38.48] From Bantry Bay down to Derry Quay
[01:40.25] From Galway to Dublin town
[01:41.22] No maid I've seen like the fair colleen
[01:43.91] That I met in the County Down.
[01:45.72] At the harvest fair she'll be surely there
[01:47.59] and I'll dress my Sunday clothes
[01:49.37] With my hat cocked right and my shoes shon bright
[01:50.35] for a smile from the nut-brown Rose
[01:53.04] No horse I'll yoke, or pipe I smoke,
[01:54.81] 'til the rust in my plough turn brown
[01:56.65] And a smiling bride by my own fireside
[01:58.40] sits the star of the County Down
[02:01.28] From Bantry Bay down to Derry Quay
[02:02.16] From Galway to Dublin town
[02:04.88] No maid I've seen like the fair colleen
[02:07.54] That I met in the County Down.
[02:17.58] She'd a soft brown eye and
[02:18.43] a look so sly and a smile like the rose in June
[02:21.16] And you held each note from her auburn throat,
[02:23.97] as she lilted lamenting tunes
[02:25.71] At the pattern dance you'd be in trance
[02:27.55] as she skipped through a jig or reel
[02:30.25] When her eyes she'd roll, as she'd lift soul
[02:32.13] And your heart she would likely steal
[02:49.38] From Bantry Bay down to Derry Quay
[02:51.14] From Galway to Dublin town
[02:53.09] No maid I've seen like the fair colleen
[02:54.82] That I met in the County Down.
[02:56.64] Near Banbridge town, in the County Down
[02:58.48] One evening last July
[03:00.25] Down a bóithrín green came a sweet cailín
[03:02.03] And she smiled as she passed me by.
[03:03.93] She looked so neat in her two bare feet
[03:05.78] To the sheen of her nut-brown hair
[03:07.55] Such a coaxing elf, I'd to shake myself
[03:10.25] To make sure I was standing there.
[03:11.17] From Bantry Bay down to Derry Quay
[03:12.92] From Galway to Dublin town
[03:14.81] No maid I've seen like the fair colleen
[03:17.51] That I met in the County Down.
[03:19.34] From Bantry Bay down to Derry Quay
[03:21.16] From Galway to Dublin town
[03:22.12] No maid I've seen like the fair colleen
[03:24.82] That I met in the County Down.
[03:26.63] From Bantry Bay down to Derry Quay
[03:28.41] From Galway to Dublin town
[03:30.27] No maid I've seen like the fair colleen
[03:33.02] That I met in the County Down.
[03:34.83]