Near Banbridge Town in the County Down

One morning last July

From the wild boreen came a sweet colleen

And she smiled as she passed me by

She looked so sweet from her two bare feet

To the sheen of her nut-brown hair

Such a coaxing elf, I'd to shake myself

To be sure I was standing there





As she onward sped, sure I shook my head

And I gazed with a feeling quare

And said I, says I, to a passer-by

"Who's the maid with the nut-brown hair?"

He smiled at me and with pride said he,

"She's the gem of Ireland's crown,

Miss Rosie McCann

From the banks of the Bann,

She's the Star of the County Down".



From Bantry Bay up to Derry Quay

And from Galway to Dublin town

No maid I've seen like the sweet colleen

That I met in the County Down

From Bantry Bay up to Derry Quay

And from Galway to Dublin town

No maid I've seen like the sweet colleen

That I met in the County Down



She'd a soft brown eye and a look so sly

And a smile like a rose in June

And you crave each note

from her lily-white throat

As she lilted an Irish tune

But at the pattern dance you beheld in trance

As she kicked through a jig or reel

When her eyes she'd roll,

She would lick your soul

And your heart she would quickly steal



From Bantry Bay up to Derry Quay

And from Galway to Dublin town

No maid I've seen like the sweet Colleen

That I met in the County Down

From Bantry Bay up to Derry Quay

And from Galway to Dublin town

No maid I've seen like the sweet Colleen

That I met in the County Down