Near Banbridge town, in the County Down One morning in July Down a boreen green came a sweet colleen And she smiled as she passed me by. She looked so sweet from her two white feet To the sheen of her nut-brown hair Such a coaxing elf, I'd to shake myself To make sure I was standing there. As she onward sped,sure I shook my head And I gazed with a feeling rare And I said, says I, to a passerby Who's the maid with the nut-brown hair? He smiled at me, and with pride says he That's the gem of Ireland's crown. She's young 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 brown colleen That I met in the County Down. At the harvest fair She'll be surely there So I'll dress in my Sunday clothes With my hat just right and my shoes shined bright and from my nut-brown rose. No pipe I'll smoke, no horse I'll yoke Till my plough turns rust coloured brown. Till a smiling bride, by my own fireside Sits 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 brown 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 brown colleen That I met in the County Down.
[00:00.00] 作曲 : Trad.brett [00:00.00] [00:18.74]Near Banbridge town, in the County Down [00:23.41]One morning in July [00:28.14]Down a boreen green came a sweet colleen [00:32.84]And she smiled as she passed me by. [00:37.52]She looked so sweet from her two white feet [00:42.47]To the sheen of her nut-brown hair [00:47.34]Such a coaxing elf, I'd to shake myself [00:52.24]To make sure I was standing there. [00:56.72]As she onward sped,sure I shook my head [01:01.60]And I gazed with a feeling rare [01:06.42]And I said, says I, to a passerby [01:11.35]Who's the maid with the nut-brown hair? [01:16.42]He smiled at me, and with pride says he [01:21.30]That's the gem of Ireland's crown. [01:25.18]She's young Rosie McCann from the banks of the Bann [01:30.62]She's the star of the County Down. [01:35.69]From Bantry Bay up to Derry Quay [01:40.22]And from Galway to Dublin town [01:44.51]No maid I've seen like the brown colleen [01:49.99]That I met in the County Down. [01:54.69]At the harvest fair She'll be surely there [01:59.38]So I'll dress in my Sunday clothes [02:03.95]With my hat just right and my shoes shined bright and from my nut-brown rose. [02:13.75]No pipe I'll smoke, no horse I'll yoke [02:18.83]Till my plough turns rust coloured brown. [02:23.66]Till a smiling bride, by my own fireside [02:28.44]Sits the star of the county down. [02:32.84]From Bantry Bay up to Derry Quay [02:37.78]And from Galway to Dublin town [02:42.46]No maid I've seen like the brown colleen [02:47.75]That I met in the County Down. [02:52.03]From Bantry Bay up to Derry Quay [02:57.20]And from Galway to Dublin town [03:01.21]No maid I've seen like the brown colleen [03:05.83]That I met in the County Down. [03:11.75]
