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THE 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
CHORUS: FROM BANTRY BAY UP TO DERRY QUAY FROM GALWAY TO DUBLIN TOWN, NO MAID I'VE SEEN LIKE THE BROWN COLEEN THAT I MET IN THE COUNTY DOWN
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.
CHORUS: 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 SHOOK 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."
CHORUS: FROM BANTRY BAY UP TO DERRY QUAY FROM GALWAY TO DUBLIN TOWN, NO MAID I'VE SEEN LIKE THE BROWN COLEEN THAT I MET IN THE COUNTY DOWN
AT THE HARVETS 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, TILL MY PLOUGH IS A RUST-COLOURED BROWN TILL A SMILING BRIDE BY MY OWN FIRESIDE; SITS THE STAR OF THE COUNTY DOWN.
CHORUS: 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