Gerald Saetveit - Star of the County Down Lyrics

In Benbridge Town, in the county down, One morning last July
From a boring green came a sweet Colleen, And she smiled as she passed me by
She looked so sweet, from her two bare feet, To the sheen of her nut-brown hair
Such a coaxing elf, sure I shook myself, For to see I was really there
From Bantry Bay to Derry Cay, And from Galway to Dublin's 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 feeling rare
And I says, says I to a passer-by, Who's the maid with the nut-brown hair
He smiled at me, and he says, says he, That's the gem of Ireland's crown
It's Rosie McCann, from the banks of the Bann, She's the star of the county down
From Bantry Bay to Derry Cay, And from Galway to Dublin's 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 there, And I'll dress in my Sunday clothes
With my shoes shined bright, and my cat cocked right
With 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 fire side, Sits the star of the county down
From Bantry Bay to Derry Cay, And from Galway to Dublin's town
No maid I've seen like the brown Colleen, That I met in the county down
From Bantry Bay to Derry Cay, And from Galway to Dublin's town
No maid I've seen like the brown Colleen, That I met in the county down