The Star Of The County Down — текст песни (The Chieftains)

Near to Banbridge Town, in the County DownOne morning in July,Down a boreen green came a sweet colleen,And she smiled as she passed me by;Oh, she looked so neat from her two white feetTo the sheen of her nut-brown hair,Sure the coaxing elf, I`d to shake myselfTo make sure I was standing there
CHORUS: Oh, from Bantry Bay up to Derry Quay,And from Galway to Dublin town,No maid I`ve seen like the brown colleenThat I met in the County Down.
As she onward sped I shook my headAnd I gazed with a feeling quare,And I said, says I, to a passer-by,Who`s the maid with the nut-brown hair?Oh, he smiled at me, and with pride says he,That`s the gem of Ireland`s crown,She`s young Rosie McCann from the banks of the Bann,She`s the Star of the County Down.
I`ve travelled a bit, but never was hitSince my roving career began;But fair and square I surrendered thereTo the charms of young Rose McCann.I`d a heart to let and no tenant yetDid I meet with in shawl or gown,But in she went and I asked no rentFrom the Star of the County Down.
At the crossroads fair I`ll be surely thereAnd I`ll dress in my Sunday clothesAnd I`ll try sheep`s eyes, and deludhering liesOn the heart of the nut-brown Rose.No pipe I`ll smoke, no horse I`ll yokeThough with rust my plow turns brown,Till a smiling bride by my own firesideSits the Star of the County Down.