"Star Of The County Down" lyrics
(originally by Published Transcriptions)
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 look so sweet in her two bare feet
To the fringe of her nut-brown hair
Young Rosie McCann from the banks of the Bann
She's the star of the County Down
From Bantry Bay up 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, sure I scratched me head
And I looked with a feeling rare
And I says, says I, to a passers by
"Who's the maid with the nut-brown hair?"
And he smiled at me and he says, says he
"That's the gem of old Ireland's crown
It's Rosie McCann from the banks of the Bann
She's the star of the County Down"
From Bantry Bay up 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 in my Sunday clothes
With my shoes shone bright and my hat cocked right
For a smile from the nut-brown rose
No pipe I'll smoke, no horse I'll yoke
Till my plough is a rust-coloured brown
Till a smiling bride by my own fireside
Is the star of the County Down
From Bantry Bay up 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 up 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 morning last July
Down a boreen green came a sweet colleen
And she smiled as she passed me by
She look so sweet in her two bare feet
To the fringe of her nut-brown hair
Young Rosie McCann from the banks of the Bann
She's the star of the County Down
From Bantry Bay up 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, sure I scratched me head
And I looked with a feeling rare
And I says, says I, to a passers by
"Who's the maid with the nut-brown hair?"
And he smiled at me and he says, says he
"That's the gem of old Ireland's crown
It's Rosie McCann from the banks of the Bann
She's the star of the County Down"
From Bantry Bay up 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 in my Sunday clothes
With my shoes shone bright and my hat cocked right
For a smile from the nut-brown rose
No pipe I'll smoke, no horse I'll yoke
Till my plough is a rust-coloured brown
Till a smiling bride by my own fireside
Is the star of the County Down
From Bantry Bay up 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 up to Derry Quay
From Galway to Dublin town
No maid I've seen like the fair colleen
That I met in the County Down
Writer(s): Traditional, William Jackson
