Star of the County Down

Traditional Irish

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Near to	Bainbridge town in the	county down one	morning	in Ju	ly

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Down the	wild boreen came a	sweet Colleen and she	smiled as she	passed	me	by.

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

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Sure the	coaxing elf I'd to	shake me	self to make	sure I was	stan	ding	there.

As she onward sped, sure I shook me head and I gazed with a feeling quare;

And I said, says I, to a passer-by, who's the maid with the nut-brown hair?

He smiled at me and with pride says he, that's the gem of Irelands crown.

She's young Rosie McCann from the banks of the Bann, she's the star of the County Down.

She'd a soft brown eye and a look so sly and a smile like the rose in June;

And you held each note from her lily-white throat, as she lilted an Irish tune.

At the pattern dance you were in trance as she tripped through a jig or reel.

When her eyes she'd roll, she would lift soul - As your heart she would likely steal.

At the harvest fair she'll be surely there and I'll dress my Sunday clothes.

With my shoes shon' bright and my hat cocked right for a smile from the nut-brown Rose.

No pipe I smoke, no horse I'll yoke, let my plough with the rust turn brown;

'Til a smiling bride by my own fireside sits the star of the County Down.