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Near Banbridge town, in the county Down,
One morning in July,
Down the boreen came a sweet colleen
And she smiled as she passed me by;
Oh she looked so sweet from her two bare feet
to the crown of her nut brown hair.
Such a winsome elf, that I pinched myself,
to be sure I was really there.
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And from Bantry Bay up to Derry Quay, and from Galway to Dublin town,
No maid I've seen like the sweet colleen,
that I met in the county Down
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As she onward sped I shook my head
And I gazed with a feeling rare
'And I said,' says I to a passer-by,
'Who's the maid with the nut brown hair?'
He smiled at me, and with pride says he:
'That's the gem of all Ireland's crown,
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,
With my shoes shined bright and my hat just right
win the heart of the nut-brown Rose.
No pipe I'll smoke, no horse I'll yoke
And my plough will rust and brown
Till a smiling bride by my own fireside
Sits the Star of the County Down
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