Near Bainbridge 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
Oh, she looks so sweet from her two white feet
To the sheen of her nut brown hair
Sure the coaxing elf, I had to shake myself
To make sure I was standing there
From Banrty Bay up to Derry Quay
From Galway to Dublin Town
No maid I've seen like the sweet colleen
That I met in the County Down
From Banrty 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
At the harvest fair I'll be surely there
And I'll dress in my Sunday clothes
And I'll try sheep's eyes and deludhering lies
On the heart of the nut-brown rose
No pipe I'll smoke, no horse I'll yoke
'Cause my plow with rust turns brown
Till a smiley bride at my own fireside
Sits the Star of the County Down
From Banrty 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 Banrty 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
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From Banrty 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 Banrty 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 Banrty 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 Banrty 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