Luyện nghe bài hát The Star of the County Down

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

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

The Harvest Fair be surely there
And I'll dress in my clothes,
With my shoes shone and my hat cocked right
For a smile my nut brown rose.
No pipe I'll smoke, no I'll yoke
Till my plough rust coloured brown.
Till my smiling by my own fireside
Sits the star of the Down.