Star of County Down - Aideen O'Brien and The Five Fifths-歌词

Star of County Down - Aideen O'Brien and The Five Fifths

Near Banbridge town in the County down

One morning last July

Down a bóithrín green came a sweet cailín

And she smiled as she passed me by

She looked so neat in her two bare feet

To the sheen of her nut brown hair

Such a coaxing elf I'd to shake myself

To make sure I was standing there

From Bantry Bay down to derry quay

From Galway to Dublin town

No maid I've seen like the fair cailín

That I met in the County down

As she onward sped I shook my head

And I gazed with a feeling queer

And I said says I to a passerby

Who's your one with the nut brown hair

He smiled at me and with pride says he

She's the gem of old Ireland's crown

Young Rosie McCann from the banks of the Bann

And the star of the County down

From Bantry Bay down to derry quay

From Galway to Dublin town

No maid I've seen like the fair cailín

That I met in the County down

She'd a soft brown eye and

A look so sly and a smile like the rose in June

And you held each note from her auburn throat

As she lilted lamenting tunes

At the pattern dance you'd be in trance

As she skipped through a jig or reel

When her eyes she'd roll as she'd lift soul

And your heart she would likely steal

From Bantry Bay down to derry quay

From Galway to Dublin town

No maid I've seen like the fair cailín

That I met in the County down

There own defact

With was never hit

Since my traveling his begun

What faire sqare ans serrender

To the time of the rose in can

With my heart to late

With my tenong gate

Did I need to the soller come

Whan is she went

And I of know rent from the daro country down

From Bantry Bay down to derry quay

From Galway to Dublin town

No maid I've seen like the fair cailín

That I met in the County down

At the harvest fair she'll be surely there

And I'll dress my Sunday clothes

With my hat cocked right and my shoes shon bright

For a smile from the nut brown rose

No horse pipe I smoke

'Til the rust in my plough turn brown

And a smiling bride by my own fireside

Sits the star of the County down

From Bantry Bay down to derry quay

From Galway to Dublin town

No maid I've seen like the fair cailín

That I met in the County down

From Bantry Bay down to derry quay

From Galway to Dublin town

No maid I've seen like the fair cailín

That I met in the County down