Luyện nghe bài hát The Star of the County Down

Banbridge Town in the County
One last July,
From a boreen green came a sweet
And she as she passed me by.
She looked so sweet from her two feet
To the sheen of her nut hair
a coaxing elf, sure I shook myself
For to see I was there.

From Bantry Bay into Quay
Galway to Dublin Town
No maid I've seen like the colleen
That I met in the Down
As she sped, sure I scratched my head,
And I looked with a rare,
And I says, I, to a passer-by,
"Who's the maid the nut brown hair?
He at me and he says, says he,
"That's the gem of crown.
Rosie McCann from the banks of the Bann,
She's the of the County Down."

The Harvest she'll be surely there
And I'll in my Sunday clothes,
With my shoes bright and my hat cocked right
For a from my nut brown rose.
No pipe I'll smoke, no horse I'll
Till my plough rust coloured brown.
Till my smiling bride by my own
the star of the County Down.