The Star of the County Down - Frank Patterson

The Star of the County Down - Frank Patterson (弗兰克·帕特森)
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
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
As she onward sped 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
And I'll dress in my sunday clothes
With my shoes shone bright and my hat cocked
Right for a smile 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 ouay and
From galway to dublin town
No maid I've seen like the brown colleen
That I met in the county down