VERSE 1:
Near to [Em] Banbridge Town, in the [G] County [D] Down
One [Em] morning last Ju-[D]-ly
Down a [Em] boreen green came a [G] sweet co-[D]-lleen
And she [Em] smiled as she [D] passed me [Em] by
VERSE 1:
Oh, she [G] looked so sweet from her [D] two brown feet
To the [Em] sheen of her nut-brown [D] hair
Sure the [Em] coaxing elf, I'd [G] to shake my [D] self
To [Em] make sure I was [D] standing [Em] there
CHORUS:
Oh, from [G] Bantry Bay up to [D] Derry Quay
And from [Em] Galway to Dublin [D] town
No [Em] maid I've seen like the [G] brown [D] colleen
That I [Em] met in the [D] County [Em] Down
VERSE 3: [Em] As she onward sped I [G] shook my [D] head
And I [Em] gazed with a feeling [D] quare
And I [Em] said, says I, to a [G] passer-[D]-by
"Who's the [Em] maid with the [D] nut-brown [Em] hair?"
VERSE 4:
Oh, he [G] smiled at me, and with [D] pride says he
"That's the [Em] gem of Ireland's [D] crown
She's young [Em] Rosie McCann from the [G] banks of the [D] Bann
She's the [Em] Star of the [D] County [Em] Down"
VERSE 5: [Em] At the harvest fair I'll be [G] surely [D] there
And I'll [Em] dress in my Sunday [D] clothes
And I'll [Em] try sheep's eyes, and [G] deludhering [D] lies
On the [Em] heart of the [D] nut-brown [Em] Rose
VERSE 6:
No [G] pipe I'll smoke, no [D] horse I'll yoke
Though with [Em] rust my plough turns [D] brown
Till a [Em] smiling bride by my [G] own fire [D] side
Sits the [Em] Star of the [D] County [Em] Down
