Testo Star Of The County Down Green Fiddlers
She looked so sweet from her two bare feet
To the sheen of her nut-brown hair.
Such a coaxing elf, sure I shook myself
For so see I was really there.
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From Bantry Bay up to Derry Quay
and from Galway to Dublin town,
No maid Iâve seen like the fair colleen
that I met in the County Down.
As she onward sped, sure I scratched my head
And I looked with a feeling rare.
And I say, sayâs I, to a passer - by,
"Whoâs the maid with the nut - brown hair"?
He smiled at me and he sayâs, sayâs he,
"Thatâs the gem of Irelandâs crown.
Young Rosie Mc Cann, from the banks of the bann
Sheâs the star of the County Down."
At the Harvest Fair sheâll be surely there
And Iâll dress in my Sunday clothes,
with my shoes shone bright and my hat cocked right
for a smile from my nut - brown rose.
No pipe Iâll smoke, no horse Iâll yoke
Till my plough it is rust - coloured brown.
Till a smiling bride, by my own fireside
sits the Star of the County Down