1. Near to Em
Banbridge town, in the G
County D
Down, one G
morning iEm
n JuD
ly
Down a Em
boreen green came a G
sweet colleD
en and she G
smiled as she C
passed D
me Em
by
She G
looked so neat from her Am
two white feet to the G
sheen of her Em
nut-brown D
hair
Sure the Em
coaxing elf, I'd to G
shake mysD
elf, to make Em
sure I was C
stanD
ding Em
there
R: From G
Bantry Bay up to Am
Derry Quay and from G
Galway to Em
Dublin D
town
No mEm
aid I've seen like the G
sweet colleD
en that I Em
met in C
CounD
ty Em
Down
2. As she onward sped, sure I scratched my head, And I looked with a feelin' are,
And I say's, say's I, to a passer by, "Who's the maid with the nut brown hair?"
He smyiled at me and he say's, say's he, "That's the gem of the Ireland's crown,
Young Rosie McCann from the banks of the Bann, She's the star of the County Down".
R. From Bantry Bay up to Derry Quay…
3. At the harvest fair she'll be surely there So I'll dress in my Sunday clothes,
With my shoes shine bright, and my hat cocked right, For the smile of a nut brown rose.
No pipe I'll smoke, no horse I'll yoke, Till my plough turns rust coloured brown.
Till a smyling bride, by my own fireside Sits the star of the County Down.
R. From Bantry Bay up to Derry Quay…