X:1
T:Star of the County Down
C:Traditional
S:Digital Tradition, Slainte
M:4/4
L:1/8
K:G
P:Verse
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w:Near_ Ban-bridge Town, in the Coun-ty Down
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w:One_ morn-ing_ in_ Ju-ly,
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w:Down_ the bor-een came a sweet col-leen,
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w:And she smiled as she passed me by.
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w:Oh, she looked so sweet from her two bare feet
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w:To the crown of her nut brown_ hair.
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w:Such a win-some elf, that I pinched my-self
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w:To be sure I was real-ly there.
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P:Chorus
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w:And from Ban-try Bay up to Der-ry Quay,
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w:And from Gal-way to Dub-lin_ town,
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w:No_ maid I've seen like the sweet col-leen
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w:That I met in the Coun-ty Down.
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W:2. As she onward sped, I shook my head,
W:And I gazed with a feeling rare.
W:And I said, says I, to a passer-by,
W:"Who's the maid with the nut-brown hair?"
W:He smiled at me, and with pride says he,
W:"That's the gem of all Ireland's crown,
W:Young Rosie McCann, from the banks of the Bann.
W:She's the Star of the County Down."
W:(Chorus)
W:
W:3. At the harvest fair, she'll be surely there.
W:So, I'll dress in my Sunday clothes.
W:With my shoes shined bright, and my hat just right,
W:I'll win the heart of the nut-brown Rose.
W:No pipe I'll smoke, no horse I'll yoke,
W:And my plow will rust and brown,
W:'Til a smiling bride by my own fireside
W:Sits the Star of the County Down.
W:(Chorus, 2x)