Star Of The County Down by Jolly Rogues Lyrics
Near Banbridge Town
In the County Down
One morning last July
Down a bóithrín green
Came a sweet colleen
And she smiled as she passed me by
She looked so neat
From her two bare feet
To the sheen of her nut-brown hair
Such a coaxing elf
Sure, I shook 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 brown colleen
That I met in the County Down
As she onward sped
Sure I turned my head
And I gazed with a feeling rare
And I says, says I
To a passer-by:
"Who's the maid with the nut-brown hair?"
He smiled at me
And he says, says he
"That's the gem of old Ireland's crown
Sweet Rosey McCann
From the banks of the Bann
She's the Star of the County Down"
Chorus:
She'd a soft brown eye
And a look so sly
And a smile like the rose in June
And you hung on each note
From her lily-white throat
As she lilted an Irish tune
At the pattern dance
You were held in a trance
As she tripped through a reel or a jig;
And when her eyes she'd roll
She'd coax, on my soul
A spud from a hungry pig
Chorus:
I've traveled a bit
But I 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
Though I'd searched countryside and town;
But in she went
And I asked no rent
From the Star of the county Down
Chorus:
At the harvest fair
She'll be surely there
So I'll dress in my Sunday clothes
With my shoes shone bright
And my hat cocked right
For a smile from my nut-brown Rose
No horse I'll yoke
No pipe I'll smoke
Though my plough with the rust turn brown
Till a smiling bride
By my own fire side
Sits the Star of the County Down
Chorus:
In the County Down
One morning last July
Down a bóithrín green
Came a sweet colleen
And she smiled as she passed me by
She looked so neat
From her two bare feet
To the sheen of her nut-brown hair
Such a coaxing elf
Sure, I shook 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 brown colleen
That I met in the County Down
As she onward sped
Sure I turned my head
And I gazed with a feeling rare
And I says, says I
To a passer-by:
"Who's the maid with the nut-brown hair?"
He smiled at me
And he says, says he
"That's the gem of old Ireland's crown
Sweet Rosey McCann
From the banks of the Bann
She's the Star of the County Down"
Chorus:
She'd a soft brown eye
And a look so sly
And a smile like the rose in June
And you hung on each note
From her lily-white throat
As she lilted an Irish tune
At the pattern dance
You were held in a trance
As she tripped through a reel or a jig;
And when her eyes she'd roll
She'd coax, on my soul
A spud from a hungry pig
Chorus:
I've traveled a bit
But I 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
Though I'd searched countryside and town;
But in she went
And I asked no rent
From the Star of the county Down
Chorus:
At the harvest fair
She'll be surely there
So I'll dress in my Sunday clothes
With my shoes shone bright
And my hat cocked right
For a smile from my nut-brown Rose
No horse I'll yoke
No pipe I'll smoke
Though my plough with the rust turn brown
Till a smiling bride
By my own fire side
Sits the Star of the County Down
Chorus: