Luyện nghe bài hát Down

Near Banbridge town in the County
One morning July,
a boreen green came a sweet Colleen
And she smiled as she me by.
She looked so sweet her two bare feet
To the of her nut-brown hair.
Such a elf, sure I shook myself
For so see I was there.

From Bantry Bay up to Quay
And from Galway to town,
No maid I've like the fair colleen
I met in the County Down.

As she onward sped, I scratched my head
And I with a feeling rare.
And I say, I, to a passer - by,
"Who's the maid with the nut - hair"?
He at me and he say's, say's he,
"That's the gem of crown.
Young Rosie McCann, the banks of the ban
She's the star of the Down."

At the Harvest Fair be surely there
And I'll in my Sunday clothes,
With my shoes shone bright and my hat cocked
For a smile my nut brown rose.
No I'll smoke, no horse I'll yoke
'Til my it is rust coloured brown.
'Til a bride, by my own fireside
Sits the Star of the Down