Star Of The County Down

Em G D G Em D Near to Banbridge town, in the County Down, one morning in July Em G D G C D Em Down a boreen green came a sweet colleen and she smiled as she passed me by G Am G Em D She looked so neat from her two white feet to the sheen of her nut-brown hair Em G D Em C D Em Sure the coaxing elf, I'd to shake myself, to make sure I was standing there G Am G Em D From Bantry Bay up to Derry Quay and from Galway to Dublin town Em G D Em C D Em No maid I've seen like the sweet colleen that I met in County Down 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