Luyện nghe bài hát The Parting Glass

Near Banbridge town in the County
One last July,
From a boreen green came a 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, I shook myself
To be I was really there.

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

As she onward sped, I scratched me head,
And I looked a feelin' rare,
And I say's, I, to a passer-by,
"whose the with the nut brown hair"?
He at me and he said, said he,
"that's the gem of crown.
Rose mc Cann 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 sweet colleen
That I met in the Down.

Well travelled a bit, but never was hit
Since my career began;
But fair and square I there
To the of Rose McCann.
I'd a to let, and no tenant yet
Did I meet in shawl or gown,
But in she and I asked no rent
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 fair she'll be surely
And I'll dress in my clothes,
With my shoes bright and a hat cocked right
For a smile from my nut rose.
No I'll smoke, no horse I'll yoke
Till my plough turns a coloured brown.
Till a smiling bride, by my own
Sits the star of the Down.

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