Star of the county down Songtext

von Paddy Goes To Holyhead

Star Of The County Down

Near to Banbridge Town, in the County Down one morning last July
Down a boreen green came a sweet colleen and she smiled as sh epassed me by
Oh, she looked so neat from her two bare feet to the sheen of her nut-brown hair
Sure the coaxing elf, I'd to shake myself to make sure I was standing there

As she onward sped sure I scratched my 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?"
Oh, he smiled at me, and with pride says he, "That's the gem of Ireland's crown
She's young Rosie McCann from the banks of the Bann, she's the Star of the County Down"

At the harvest fair I'll be surely there and I'll dress in my Sunday clothes
And I'll try sheep's eyes, and deludhering cries on the heart of the nut-brown rose
No pipe I'll smoke, no horse I'll yoke though my plow with rust turns brown
Till a smiling bride by my own fireside sits the Star of the County Down

Oh, from Bantry Bay up to Derry Quay, and from Galway to Dublin-Town
No maid I've seen like the sweet colleen that I met in the County Down