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In banbridge town in the county down |
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One morning last july, |
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From a boreen green came a sweet colleen |
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And she smiled as she passed me by. |
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She looked so sweet fronn her two bare feet |
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To the sheen of her nut brown hair. |
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Such a coaxing elf, sure I shook myself |
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For to see I was really there. |
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From bantry bay up to derry quay and |
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From galway to dublin town, |
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No maid Ive seen like the brown colleen |
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That I met in the county down. |
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As she onward sped, sure I scratched my head, |
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And I looked with a feelin rare, |
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And I says, says i, to a passer-by, |
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Whose the maid with the nut brown hair? |
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He smiled at me and he sayss, says he, |
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Thats the gem of irelands crown. |
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Its rosie mccann from the banks of the bann, |
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Shes the star of the county down. |
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From bantry bay up to derry quay and |
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From galway to dublin town, |
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No maid Ive seen like the brown colleen |
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That I met in the county down. |
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At the harvest fair shell be surely there |
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And Ill dress in my sunday clothes, |
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With my shoes shone bright and my hat cocked |
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Right for a smile from my nut brown rose. |
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No pipe Ill smoke, no horse Ill yoke |
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Till my plough turns rust coloured brown. |
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Till a smiling bride, by my own fireside |
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Sits the star of the county down. |