Star of the County down

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Near Banbridge Town in the County Down, one morning last july,
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From a boreen green came a sweet Colleen and she smiled as she passed me by.
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She looked so sweet from her two bare feet to the sheen of her nut brown hair.
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Such a coaxing elf, sure I shook myself for to see I was really there.

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>From Bantry Bay up to Derry Quay and from Galway to Dublin Town,
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No maid I've senn like the brown Colleen that I met in the County Down.


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As she onward sped, sure I scratched my head and I looked with a feelin' rare,
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And I say's, say's I, to a passer by,"Whose the maid with the nut brown hair"?
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He smiled at me and he say's, say's he,"That's the gem of the Ireland's crown.
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Young Rosie McCann from the banks of the Bann, she's the star of the County Down. 

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At the harvest fair she'll be surely there so I'll dress in my sunday clothes,
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With my shoes shine bright and my heat cocked right, for the smile of a nut brown rose.
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No pipe I'll smoke, no horse I'll yoke, till my plough turns rust coloured brown.
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Till a smiling bride, by my own fireside sits the star of the County Down.