Em In Banbridge Town in the G County D Down
One Em morning last D July,
From a Em boreen green came a G sweet D colleen
And she Em smiled as she D passed me by. Em
She G looked so sweet from her D two bare feet
To the Em sheen of her nut brown D hair.
Such a Em coaxing elf, sure I G shook my D self
For to Em see I was D really Em there.
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 D County Em Down.
Em As she onward sped, sure I G scratched my D head,
And Em I looked with a feelin' D rare,
And I Em say's, say's I, G to a passer D by,
The maid Em with the D nut brown hair"? Em
He G smiled at me and he D says's, say's he,
"That's the Em gem of Ireland's D crown.
It's Rosie Em McCann from the banks G of the D Bann,
She's the{Em} star of the D County Em Down".
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 D County Em Down.
Em At the Harvest Fair she'll be G surely D there
And Em I'll dress in my Sunday D clothes,
With my Em shoes shone bright and G my hat cocked D Right
For Em a smile from my D nut brown rose. Em
No G pipe I'll smoke, no horse D I'll yoke
Till my Em plough turns rust coloured D brown.
Till a Em smiling bride, G by my own D fireside
Sits the Em star of the D County Em Down.
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 D County Em Down.