Star of the County Down - Celtas Cortos

In Banbridge town in the county down

One morning last July

From 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 up 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 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 he says says he

That's the gem of Ireland's 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 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 my nut brown rose

No pipe I'll smoke no horse I'll yoke

Till my plough turns rust coloured brown

Till 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 colleen

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 colleen

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 colleen

That I met in the county down