Star of the County Down

Near Bainbridge town in the County Down One morning in July Down a boreen green came a sweet colleen And she smiled as she passed me by Oh, she looks so sweet from her two white feet To the sheen of her nut brown hair Sure the coaxing elf, I had to shake myself To make sure I was standing there From Banrty Bay up to Derry Quay From Galway to Dublin Town No maid I've seen like the sweet colleen That I met in the County Down From Banrty 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 At the harvest fair I'll be surely there And I'll dress in my Sunday clothes And I'll try sheep's eyes and deludhering lies On the heart of the nut-brown rose No pipe I'll smoke, no horse I'll yoke 'Cause my plow with rust turns brown Till a smiley bride at my own fireside Sits the Star of the County Down From Banrty 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 From Banrty 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 From Banrty 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 From Banrty 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 From Banrty 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 From Banrty 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