Luyện nghe bài hát Star Of The County Down

Near Banbridge Town in the Down
One last July,
From a boreen green a sweet colleen
And she smiled as she me by.
She so sweet from her two bare feet
the sheen of her nut brown hair.
Such a coaxing elf, I shook myself
For to see I was there.

From Bay up to Derry Quay and
From to Dublin Town,
No maid I've like the brown colleen
That I met in the Down.

As she sped, sure I scratched my head,
Then I looked with a rare,
And I says, I, to a passer-by,
"Who's the maid the nut brown hair?"
He at me and he says, says he,
"That's the gem of the crown.
Young McCann from the banks of the Bann,
She's the of the County Down".

From Bantry Bay up to Derry and
From to Dublin Town,
No maid I've seen like the brown
I met in the County Down.

At the harvest fair be surely there
And dress in my Sunday clothes,
With my shoes bright and my hat cocked right
for a smile of a nut rose.
No pipe I'll smoke, no I'll yoke
'Til my plough is rust brown.
a smiling bride, by my own fireside
Sits the star of the Down.

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