Star of the County Down – Slainte
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IyDmtvwAMRY

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Near Banbridge Town, in the County Down
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One morning in July
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Down the boreen came a sweet colleen
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And she smiled as she passed me by
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Oh, she looked so sweet from her two bare feet
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To the crown of her nut-brown hair
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Such a winsome elf, that I pinched myself
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To be sure I was really there

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    And from Bantry Bay up to Derry Quay
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    And from Galway to Dublin town
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    No maid I've seen like the sweet colleen
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    That I met in the County Down.

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As she onward sped I shook my head
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And I gazed with a feeling rare
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And I said, says I, to a passer-by
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Who's the maid with the nut-brown hair?
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He smiled at me, and with pride says he
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That's the gem of all Ireland's crown
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Young Rosie McCann from the banks of the Bann
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She's the Star of the County Down.

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    And from Bantry Bay up to Derry Quay
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    And from Galway to Dublin town
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    No maid I've seen like the sweet colleen
           Am         F   G  Am
    That I met in the County Down.

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At the harvest fair she'll be surely there
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So I'll dress in my Sunday clothes
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With my shoes shined bright and my hat just right
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Win the heart of the nut-brown Rose
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No pipe I'll smoke, no horse I'll yoke
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And my plow will rust and brown
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Till a smiling bride by my own fireside
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Sits the Star of the County Down.

             C                Dm 
    And from Bantry Bay up to Derry Quay
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    And from Galway to Dublin town
       Am                      C        G     
    No maid I've seen like the sweet colleen
           Am         F   G  Am
    That I met in the County Down.