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.