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Near to BanbriEmdge town, in the CountyG Down, Done morninGg in JulEmy D
Down a Emboreen green came a Gsweet colleDen and she Gsmiled as she Cpassed Dme Emby
She Glooked so neat from her Amtwo white feet to the Gsheen of her Emnut-brown Dhair
Sure the Emcoaxing elf, I'd to Gshake mysDelf, to make Emsure I was CstanDding Emthere
From GBantry Bay up to AmDerry Quay and from GGalway to EmDublin Dtown
No mEmaid I've seen like the Gsweet colleDen that I Emmet in CCounDty EmDown
As she onward sped, sure 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?
He smiled at me and with pride says he, that's the gem of Irelands crown
She's young Rosie McCann from the banks of the Bann, she's the star of the County Down
She'd a soft brown eye and a look so sly and a smile like the rose in June
And you held each note from her lily-white throat, as she lilted an Irish tune
At the pattern dance you were in trance as she tripped through a jig or reel
When her eyes she'd roll, she would lift soul as your heart she would likely steal
At the harvest fair she'll be surely there and I'll dress my Sunday clothes
With my shoes shon bright and my hat cocked right for a smile from the nut-brown Rose
No pipe I smoke, no horse I'll yoke, let my plough with the rust turns brown
Till a smiling bride by my own fireside sits the star of the County Down
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