Star Of The County Down

Near to Banbridge town, in the County Down, one morning in July

Down a boreen green came a sweet colleen and she smiled as she passed me by

She looked so neat from her two white feet to the sheen of her nut-brown hair

Sure the coaxing elf, I'd to shake myself, to make sure I was standing there

 

 

Chorus:

From Bantry Bay up to Derry Quay and from Galway to Dublin town

No maid I've seen like the sweet colleen that I met in County Down

 

 

A# she onward sped, sure I scratched my head, And I looked with a feelin' are,

And I say's, say's I, to a passer by, "Who's the maid with the nut brown

hair?"

He smyiled at me and he say's, say's he, "That's the gem of the Ireland's

crown,

Young Rosie McCann from the banks of the Bann, She's the star of the County

Down".

 

 

ref.

From Bantry Bay up to Derry Quay and from Galway to Dublin town

No maid I've seen like the sweet colleen that I met in County Down

 

 

At the harvest fair she'll be surely there So I'll dress in my Sunday clothes,

With my shoes shine bright, and my hat cocked right, For the smile of a nut

brown rose.

No pipe I'll smoke, no horse I'll yoke, Till my plough turns rust coloured

brown.

Till a smyling bride, by my own fireside Sits the star of the County Down.

 

 

ref 3x:

From Bantry Bay up to Derry Quay and from Galway to Dublin town

No maid I've seen like the sweet colleen that I met in County Down