Luyện nghe bài hát Star of The County Down

In 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 her two bare feet
To the sheen of her nut hair.
Such a coaxing elf, sure I myself
For to see I was there.

From bantry bay up to quay and
galway to dublin town,
No maid seen like the brown colleen
That I met in the down.

As she sped, sure I scratched my head,
And I looked a feelin' rare,
And I say's, i, to a passer-by,
"whose the maid the nut brown hair"?
He at me and he says's, say's he,
"that's the gem of crown.
It's rosie mccann the banks of the bann,
the star of the county down".

From bay up to derry ouay and
From to dublin town,
No maid I've seen like the brown
I met in the county down.

At the harvest fair she'll be there
And I'll in my sunday clothes,
With my shoes shone and my hat cocked
for a smile from my nut brown rose.
No pipe I'll smoke, no horse yoke
Till my turns rust coloured brown.
Till a bride, by my own fireside
Sits the of the county down.

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