Song | The Star of the County Down [Ireland] (arr. Ben Parry) |
Artist | The Swingle Singers |
Album | Anthology |
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[00:08.32] | Near banbridge town in the county down |
[00:10.39] | One morning last july, |
[00:12.68] | Down a bóithrín green came a sweet cailín |
[00:15.74] | And she smiled as she passed me by. |
[00:17.98] | She looked so sweet from her two bare feet |
[00:21.36] | To the sheen of her nut brown hair. |
[00:23.41] | Such a coaxing elf, sure I shook myself |
[00:26.34] | For to see I was really there. |
[00:28.57] | From bantry bay up to derry quay and |
[00:31.74] | From galway to dublin town, |
[00:34.01] | No maid I've seen like the brown colleen |
[00:37.09] | That I met in the county down. |
[00:43.94] | As she onward sped, sure I scratched my head, |
[00:46.66] | And I looked with a feelin' rare, |
[00:48.70] | And I say's, say's i, to a passer-by, |
[00:51.83] | "whose the maid with the nut brown hair"? “ |
[00:54.10] | He smiled at me and he says's, say's he, |
[00:57.14] | "that's the gem of ireland's crown. “ |
[00:59.61] | She's rosie mccann from the banks of the bann, |
[01:02.57] | She's the star of the county down". |
[01:05.05] | From bantry bay up to derry quay and |
[01:07.90] | From galway to dublin town, |
[01:10.24] | No maid I've seen like the brown colleen |
[01:13.11] | That I met in the county down. |
[01:15.94] | ... |
[01:21.02] | At the harvest fair she'll be surely there |
[01:25.07] | And I'll dress in my sunday clothes, |
[01:29.73] | Right for a smile from my nut brown rose. |
[01:39.89] | No pipe I'll smoke, no horse I'll yoke |
[01:45.35] | Till my plough turns rust coloured brown. |
[01:49.68] | Till a smiling bride, by my own fireside |
[01:55.27] | Sits the star of the county down. |
[01:59.21] | ... |
[02:14.99] | From bantry bay up to derry ouay and |
[02:17.40] | From galway to dublin town, |
[02:19.14] | No maid I've seen like the brown colleen |
[02:22.35] | That I met in the county down. |
[00:08.32] | Near banbridge town in the county down |
[00:10.39] | One morning last july, |
[00:12.68] | Down a bo ithri n green came a sweet caili n |
[00:15.74] | And she smiled as she passed me by. |
[00:17.98] | She looked so sweet from her two bare feet |
[00:21.36] | To the sheen of her nut brown hair. |
[00:23.41] | Such a coaxing elf, sure I shook myself |
[00:26.34] | For to see I was really there. |
[00:28.57] | From bantry bay up to derry quay and |
[00:31.74] | From galway to dublin town, |
[00:34.01] | No maid I' ve seen like the brown colleen |
[00:37.09] | That I met in the county down. |
[00:43.94] | As she onward sped, sure I scratched my head, |
[00:46.66] | And I looked with a feelin' rare, |
[00:48.70] | And I say' s, say' s i, to a passerby, |
[00:51.83] | " whose the maid with the nut brown hair"? " |
[00:54.10] | He smiled at me and he says' s, say' s he, |
[00:57.14] | " that' s the gem of ireland' s crown. " |
[00:59.61] | She' s rosie mccann from the banks of the bann, |
[01:02.57] | She' s the star of the county down". |
[01:05.05] | From bantry bay up to derry quay and |
[01:07.90] | From galway to dublin town, |
[01:10.24] | No maid I' ve seen like the brown colleen |
[01:13.11] | That I met in the county down. |
[01:15.94] | ... |
[01:21.02] | At the harvest fair she' ll be surely there |
[01:25.07] | And I' ll dress in my sunday clothes, |
[01:29.73] | Right for a smile from my nut brown rose. |
[01:39.89] | No pipe I' ll smoke, no horse I' ll yoke |
[01:45.35] | Till my plough turns rust coloured brown. |
[01:49.68] | Till a smiling bride, by my own fireside |
[01:55.27] | Sits the star of the county down. |
[01:59.21] | ... |
[02:14.99] | From bantry bay up to derry ouay and |
[02:17.40] | From galway to dublin town, |
[02:19.14] | No maid I' ve seen like the brown colleen |
[02:22.35] | That I met in the county down. |
[00:08.32] | Near banbridge town in the county down |
[00:10.39] | One morning last july, |
[00:12.68] | Down a bó ithrí n green came a sweet cailí n |
[00:15.74] | And she smiled as she passed me by. |
[00:17.98] | She looked so sweet from her two bare feet |
[00:21.36] | To the sheen of her nut brown hair. |
[00:23.41] | Such a coaxing elf, sure I shook myself |
[00:26.34] | For to see I was really there. |
[00:28.57] | From bantry bay up to derry quay and |
[00:31.74] | From galway to dublin town, |
[00:34.01] | No maid I' ve seen like the brown colleen |
[00:37.09] | That I met in the county down. |
[00:43.94] | As she onward sped, sure I scratched my head, |
[00:46.66] | And I looked with a feelin' rare, |
[00:48.70] | And I say' s, say' s i, to a passerby, |
[00:51.83] | " whose the maid with the nut brown hair"? " |
[00:54.10] | He smiled at me and he says' s, say' s he, |
[00:57.14] | " that' s the gem of ireland' s crown. " |
[00:59.61] | She' s rosie mccann from the banks of the bann, |
[01:02.57] | She' s the star of the county down". |
[01:05.05] | From bantry bay up to derry quay and |
[01:07.90] | From galway to dublin town, |
[01:10.24] | No maid I' ve seen like the brown colleen |
[01:13.11] | That I met in the county down. |
[01:15.94] | ... |
[01:21.02] | At the harvest fair she' ll be surely there |
[01:25.07] | And I' ll dress in my sunday clothes, |
[01:29.73] | Right for a smile from my nut brown rose. |
[01:39.89] | No pipe I' ll smoke, no horse I' ll yoke |
[01:45.35] | Till my plough turns rust coloured brown. |
[01:49.68] | Till a smiling bride, by my own fireside |
[01:55.27] | Sits the star of the county down. |
[01:59.21] | ... |
[02:14.99] | From bantry bay up to derry ouay and |
[02:17.40] | From galway to dublin town, |
[02:19.14] | No maid I' ve seen like the brown colleen |
[02:22.35] | That I met in the county down. |