Luyện nghe bài hát Star Of The County Down

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

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

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

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

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

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