Star of the County Down
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Near Banbridge Town in the County Down
One morning last July
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
From Bantry Bay down 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 feelin' rare
And I says, says I, to a passer-by
"Whose the maid with the nut brown hair?"
He smiled at me and he says's, says's he
"That's the gem of Ireland's crown
Young Rosie McCann from the banks of a Bann
She's the star of the County Down"
From Bantry Bay down 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, yeah
At the Harvest Fair, she'll be surely there
I'll dress in my Sunday clothes
My shoes shone bright and my hat cocked
Right for a smile from my nut brown rose
No pipe I'll smoke, no horse I'll yoke
'Til my plough turns rust colored brown
'Til a smiling bride, by my own fireside
Sits the star of the County Down
From Bantry Bay down 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
From Bantry Bay down 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
One morning last July
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
From Bantry Bay down 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 feelin' rare
And I says, says I, to a passer-by
"Whose the maid with the nut brown hair?"
He smiled at me and he says's, says's he
"That's the gem of Ireland's crown
Young Rosie McCann from the banks of a Bann
She's the star of the County Down"
From Bantry Bay down 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, yeah
At the Harvest Fair, she'll be surely there
I'll dress in my Sunday clothes
My shoes shone bright and my hat cocked
Right for a smile from my nut brown rose
No pipe I'll smoke, no horse I'll yoke
'Til my plough turns rust colored brown
'Til a smiling bride, by my own fireside
Sits the star of the County Down
From Bantry Bay down 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
From Bantry Bay down 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
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:11.58] Near Banbridge Town in the County Down
[00:14.03] One morning last July
[00:16.96] A boreen green came a sweet colleen
[00:19.25] And she smiled as she passed me by
[00:22.19] She looked so sweet from her two bare feet
[00:24.82] To the sheen of her nut brown hair
[00:27.26] Such a coaxing elf, sure I shook myself
[00:29.07] For to see I was really there
[00:33.15] From Bantry Bay down to Derry Quay
[00:35.76] And from Galway to Dublin Town
[00:38.20] No maid I've seen like the brown colleen
[00:41.07] That I met in the County Down
[00:43.93] As she onward sped, sure I scratched my head
[00:46.40] And I looked with a feelin' rare
[00:49.07] And I says, says I, to a passer-by
[00:51.55] "Whose the maid with the nut brown hair?"
[00:54.52] He smiled at me and he says's, says's he
[00:57.00] "That's the gem of Ireland's crown
[00:59.85] Young Rosie McCann from the banks of a Bann
[01:02.41] She's the star of the County Down"
[01:05.47] From Bantry Bay down to Derry Quay
[01:08.22] And from Galway to Dublin Town
[01:10.76] No maid I've seen like the brown colleen
[01:13.58] That I met in the County Down, yeah
[01:23.37]
[01:37.79] At the Harvest Fair, she'll be surely there
[01:40.07] I'll dress in my Sunday clothes
[01:42.80] My shoes shone bright and my hat cocked
[01:45.33] Right for a smile from my nut brown rose
[01:48.01] No pipe I'll smoke, no horse I'll yoke
[01:50.81] 'Til my plough turns rust colored brown
[01:53.68] 'Til a smiling bride, by my own fireside
[01:56.10] Sits the star of the County Down
[01:58.95] From Bantry Bay down to Derry Quay
[02:01.65] And from Galway to Dublin Town
[02:04.25] No maid I've seen like the brown colleen
[02:06.65] That I met in the County Down
[02:09.58] From Bantry Bay down to Derry Quay
[02:11.12] And from Galway to Dublin Town
[02:14.92] No maid I've seen like the brown colleen
[02:23.44] That I met in the County Down
[02:32.28]
[00:14.03] One morning last July
[00:16.96] A boreen green came a sweet colleen
[00:19.25] And she smiled as she passed me by
[00:22.19] She looked so sweet from her two bare feet
[00:24.82] To the sheen of her nut brown hair
[00:27.26] Such a coaxing elf, sure I shook myself
[00:29.07] For to see I was really there
[00:33.15] From Bantry Bay down to Derry Quay
[00:35.76] And from Galway to Dublin Town
[00:38.20] No maid I've seen like the brown colleen
[00:41.07] That I met in the County Down
[00:43.93] As she onward sped, sure I scratched my head
[00:46.40] And I looked with a feelin' rare
[00:49.07] And I says, says I, to a passer-by
[00:51.55] "Whose the maid with the nut brown hair?"
[00:54.52] He smiled at me and he says's, says's he
[00:57.00] "That's the gem of Ireland's crown
[00:59.85] Young Rosie McCann from the banks of a Bann
[01:02.41] She's the star of the County Down"
[01:05.47] From Bantry Bay down to Derry Quay
[01:08.22] And from Galway to Dublin Town
[01:10.76] No maid I've seen like the brown colleen
[01:13.58] That I met in the County Down, yeah
[01:23.37]
[01:37.79] At the Harvest Fair, she'll be surely there
[01:40.07] I'll dress in my Sunday clothes
[01:42.80] My shoes shone bright and my hat cocked
[01:45.33] Right for a smile from my nut brown rose
[01:48.01] No pipe I'll smoke, no horse I'll yoke
[01:50.81] 'Til my plough turns rust colored brown
[01:53.68] 'Til a smiling bride, by my own fireside
[01:56.10] Sits the star of the County Down
[01:58.95] From Bantry Bay down to Derry Quay
[02:01.65] And from Galway to Dublin Town
[02:04.25] No maid I've seen like the brown colleen
[02:06.65] That I met in the County Down
[02:09.58] From Bantry Bay down to Derry Quay
[02:11.12] And from Galway to Dublin Town
[02:14.92] No maid I've seen like the brown colleen
[02:23.44] That I met in the County Down
[02:32.28]