Album: other songs

Star Of The County Down

Near Banbridge town in the County Down one morning last July
Down a Boreen green came a sweet coleen 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 up to Derry Quay and from Galway to Dublin town
No maid I've seen like the brown coleen that I met in the County Down

As she onward sped, sure I scratched my head and I looked with a
feeling rare
And I says, says I, to a passer-by: Who's the maid with the nut-brown
hair?
He smiled at me and than says he: That's the gem of Irelands crown
Young Rosie McCann from the banks of the Bann she's the star of the
County Down

From Bantry Bay up to Derry Quay and from Galway to Dublin town
No maid I've seen like the brown coleen that I met in the County Down

At the harvest fair she'll be surely there, so I'll dress in my Sunday
clothes
With 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 is a
rust-coloured brown
Til a smiling bride by my own fireside, sits the star of the County
Down

From Bantry Bay up to Derry Quay and from Galway to Dublin town
No maid I've seen like the brown coleen that I met in the County Down
From Bantry Bay up to Derry Quay and from Galway to Dublin town
No maid I've seen like the brown coleen that I met in the County Down