Irish Rovers - Star Of The County Down (July 2010) | Текст песни

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Near Banbridge town in the County Down
One morning less 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.

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From Bantry Bay up to Derry Quay
And from Galway to Dublin town
No maid I've seen like the fairy colleen
That I met in the County Down.

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

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.

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