Lyriel - Star of the County Down

      
 
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 Near Banbridge town, in the County Down
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 One morning last July
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 From a boreen green came a sweet colleen
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 And she smiled as she passed me by.
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 She looked so sweet from her two bare feet
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 To the sheen of her nut-brown hair
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 Such a coaxing elf, sure I shook myself
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 Just to see I was really there.
 
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 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 fair colleen
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 That I met in the County Down.
 
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 As she onward sped, sure I scratched my head
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 And I looked with a feeling rare
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 And I says, says I, to a passerby
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 "Who's the maid with the nut-brown hair?"
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 He smiled at me and he says, says he
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 "That??s the gem of 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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 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 fair colleen
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 That I met in the County Down.
 
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 At the Harvest Fair she??ll be surely there
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 And I??ll dress in my Sunday clothes
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 With my shoes shone bright and my hat cocked right
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 For a smile from my nut-brown rose
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 No pipe I??ll smoke, no horse I??ll yoke
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 Till my plough turns rust coloured brown
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 Till my smiling bride by my own fireside
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 Sits the star of the County Down
 
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 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 fair colleen
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 That I met in the County Down.
 
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