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Near Banbridge town, in the County Down
One morning in July
Down a boreen green came a sweet colleen
And she smiled as she passed me by.
She looked so sweet from her two white feet
To the sheen of her nut-brown hair
Such a coaxing elf, I'd to shake myself
To make sure I was standing there.
Chorus
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.

As she onward sped I shook my head
And I gazed with a feeling rare
And I said, says I, to a passerby
"Who's the maid with the nut-brown hair?"
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."

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I've travelled a bit, but never was hit
Since my roving career began
But fair and square I surrendered there
To the charms of young Rose McCann.
I'd a heart to let and no tenant yet
Did I meet with in shawl or gown
But in she went and I asked no rent
From the star of the County Down.

Chorus

At the crossroads fair I'll be surely there
And I'll dress in my Sunday clothes
And I'll try sheep's eyes, and deludhering lies
On the heart of the nut-brown rose.
No pipe I'll smoke, no horse I'll yoke
Though with rust my plow turns brown
Till a smiling bride by my own fireside
Sits the star of the County Down.

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In Banbridge town, in the County Down
On an evening of July
Down a lonely street came a girl so neat
And I smiled when she passed me by.
She looked so bright with a step as light
As the lep of a spring-time hare
An’ I closed my eyes in a wild surprise
To make sure I was really there.

From Scrabo Hill to Lisnadill
And from Comber to Newry town
There’s no girl so neat as the damsel sweet
She’s the Flower of the County Down.

She’d an eye as lush as a clockin’ thrush
And she flicked at her nut-brown hair
And the words I had in my mouth went mad
As I stood with me heart all square.
As she onward sped sure I shook my head
An’ sez I to a passerby
"Who's the girl so neat with the twinkling feet?"
And I waited for his reply.

From Scrabo Hill to Lisnadill
And from Comber to Newry town
There’s no girl so neat as the damsel sweet
She’s the Flower of the County Down.

To the spot next day I did make my way
And along came the lovely flower
At the charming sight me heart took flight
Like a lark at the midday hour
But I stood my ground and I quickly found
At me smile she in no ways frowned
An’ such words I said I will soon be wed
To my Flower o the County Down.

From Scrabo Hill to Lisnadill
And from Comber to Newry town
There’s no girl so neat as the damsel sweet
She’s the Flower of the County Down.


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