Luyện nghe bài hát The Parting Glass

Near Banbridge in the County Down
One last July,
From a boreen came a sweet colleen
And she smiled as she me by.
She looked so sweet from her two bare
To the of her nut brown hair.
Such a coaxing elf, sure I shook
To be I was really there.

From Bay up to Derry quay and
Galway to Dublin town,
No maid I've like the sweet colleen
I met in the County Down.

As she sped, sure I scratched me head,
And I with a feelin' rare,
And I say's, I, to a passer-by,
"whose the maid with the nut hair"?
He smiled at me and he said, he,
"that's the gem of crown.
It's Rose mc Cann from the of the Bann,
She's the star of the Down".

From Bantry Bay up to Derry and
From Galway to town,
No maid I've seen the sweet colleen
That I met in the Down.

I've travelled a bit, but never was hit
Since my roving career
But fair and I surrendered there
To the charms of McCann.
I'd a heart to let, and no yet
Did I meet in shawl or gown,
But in she went and I asked no
From the of the County Down.

From Bantry Bay up to quay and
From Galway to town,
No maid I've like the sweet colleen
I met in the County Down.

At the harvest she'll be surely there
And dress in my Sunday clothes,
With my shoes shone bright and a hat cocked
For a smile my nut brown rose.
No I'll smoke, no horse I'll yoke
Till my turns a rust coloured brown.
Till a smiling bride, by my own
the star of the County Down.

From Bay up to Derry quay and
From Galway to town,
No maid I've seen like the sweet
That I met in the Down.