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Artiste: Crifiu
Titre: Star Of The County Down

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In Bandridge town in the County Down 
one morning last July, 
from a boreen green came a sweet Colleen 
and she passed me by. 
She looked so sweet from her two bare feet 
to the sheen of her nut brown hair. 
Such a coaxingelf, sure i shook myself 
for to see i was really there.

From Bantry Bay up to Derry Quay and 
from Galway to Dublin Town, 
no maid I've seen like the brown Colleen 
that I met in the County Down.

As she onward sped, sure I scratched my head, 
And I looked with a feelin' rare 
And I say's I, to a passer-by. 
Whose the maid with the nut brown hair? 
He smiled at me and he say's, say's he. 
That's the gem of Ireland's crown. 
It's Rovie Mc Cann from the banks of the Bann, 
she's the star of the County Down.

From Bantry Bay up to Derry Quay and 
from Galway to Dublin Town, 
no maid I've seen like the brown Colleen 
that I met in the County Down.

At the Harvest Fair she'll be surely three 
and I'll dress in my Sunday clothes, 
with my shoes shone bright and my hat cocked 
right for a smile from my nut brown rose. 
No pipe I'll smoke, no horse I'll yoke 
till my plough turns rust coloured brown. 
Till a smiling bride, by my own fireside 
sist the star of the County Down.