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Near to BanbriEmdge Town, in the CountyG Down D
One Emmorning in JuDly,
Down a Emboreen green came a Gsweet coDlleen,
And she Emsmiled as she Ampassed me Emby;
Oh, she Glooked so neat from her Dtwo white feet
To the Emsheen of Amher nut-brown Dhair,
Sure the Emcoaxing elf, I'd Gto shake myDself
To Emmake sure I was Amstanding Emthere
Oh, from GBantry Bay up to DDerry Quay,
And from EmGalway to DublinD town,
No Emmaid I've seen like the Gbrown Dcolleen
That I Emmet in the AmCounty EmDown.
As she onward sped I shook 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."
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
Sits the Star of the County Down.
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