Luyện nghe bài hát Star Of The County Down

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

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

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

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

At the harvest fair she'll be there
And I'll dress in my clothes,
With my shoes shone and my hat cocked right
for a of a nut brown rose.
No pipe I'll smoke, no horse I'll
'Til my plough is rust brown.
'Til a bride, by my own fireside
the star of the County Down.

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