Star Of The County Down chords

Near to [Em] Banbridge Town, in the [G] County [D] Down
One [Em] morning in Ju[D]ly,
Down a [Em] boreen green came a [G] sweet co[D]lleen,
And she [Em] smiled as she [Am] passed me [Em] by;
Oh, she [G] looked so neat from her [D] two white feet
To the [Em] sheen of [Am] her nut-brown [D] hair,
Sure the [Em] coaxing elf, I'd [G] to shake my[D]self
To [Em] make sure I was [Am] standing [Em] there
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Oh, from [G] Bantry Bay up to [D] Derry Quay,
And from [Em] Galway to Dublin [D] town,
No [Em] maid I've seen like the [G] brown [D] colleen
That I [Em] met in the [Am] County [Em] Down.

As she [Em] onward sped I [G] shook my [D] head
And [Em] I gazed with a feeling [D] quare,
And I [Em] said, says I, to a [Am] passer [D] by,
"Who's the [Em] maid with the [Am] nut-brown [Em] hair?"
Oh, he [G] smiled at me, and with [D] pride says he,
"That's [Em] the gem [Am] of Ireland's [D] crown,
She's young [Em] Rosie McCann from the [G] banks of the [D] Bann,
She's [Em] the Star of the [Am] County [Em] Down."
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Oh, from [G] Bantry Bay up to [D] Derry Quay,
And from [Em] Galway to Dublin [D] town,
No [Em] maid I've seen like the [G] brown [D] colleen
That I [Em] met in the [Am] County [Em] Down.

I've [Em] traveled a bit, but [G] never was [D] hit
Since [Em] my roving career [D] began;
But fair [Em] and square I [Am] surrendered [D] there
To the [Em] charms of [Am] young Rose [Em] McCann.
I'd a [G] heart to let and [D] no tenant yet
Did [Em] I meet with [Am] in shawl or [D] gown,
But in [Em] she went and [G] I asked no [D] rent
From [Em] the Star of the [Am] County [Em] Down.
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Oh, from [G] Bantry Bay up to [D] Derry Quay,
And from [Em] Galway to Dublin [D] town,
No [Em] maid I've seen like the [G] brown [D] colleen
That I [Em] met in the [Am] County [Em] Down.

At [Em] the crossroads fair I'll [G] be surely [D] there
And [Em] I'll dress in my Sunday [D] clothes
And I'll [Em] try sheep's eyes, and [Am] deludhering [D] lies
On the [Em] heart of the [Am] nut-brown [Em] Rose.
No pipe [G] I'll smoke, no [D] horse I'll yoke
Though [Em] with rust [Am] my plow turns [D] brown,
Till a [Em] smiling bride by [G] my own [D] fireside
Sits [Em] the Star of the [Am] County [Em] Down.
Chorus

Oh, from [G] Bantry Bay up to [D] Derry Quay,
And from [Em] Galway to Dublin [D] town,
No [Em] maid I've seen like the [G] brown [D] colleen
That I [Em] met in the [Am] County [Em] Down.