The Star of the County Down
Banbridge Town in the County DownOne morning last July,From a boreen green came a sweet colleenAnd she smiled as she passed me by.She looked so sweet from her two bare feetTo the sheen of her nut brown hairSuch a coaxing elf, sure I shook myselfFor to see I was really there.
From Bantry Bay into Derry QuayFrom Galway to Dublin TownNo maid I've seen like the fair colleenThat I met in the County Down
As she onward sped, sure I scratched my head,And I looked with a feelin' 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 Ireland's crown.Young Rosie McCann from the banks of the Bann,She's the star of the County Down."
From Bantry Bay into Derry QuayFrom Galway to Dublin TownNo maid I've seen like the fair colleenThat I met in the County Down
The Harvest Fair she'll be surely thereAnd I'll dress in my Sunday clothes,With my shoes shone bright and my hat cocked rightFor a smile from my nut brown rose.No pipe I'll smoke, no horse I'll yokeTill my plough turns rust coloured brown.Till my smiling bride by my own firesideSits the star of the County Down.