Near Banbridge town, in the County Down One morning last July Down a bóithrín green came a sweet cailín And she smiled as she passed me by. Oh she looked so sweet from her two bare feet To the sheen of her nut brown hair Such a whimsome elf, that I pinched myself For to see I was standing there. Chorus: From the Bantry Bay to the Derry Quay And from Galway to Dublin town No maid I've seen like the sweet cailín That I met in the County Down. As she onward sped while I scratched my head And I looked with a feeling rare And I said, says I, to a passer-by "Who's the maid with the nut-brown hair?" Well, he smiled at me, and he said, says he, "She's the gem of Ireland's crown. Young Rosie McCann from the banks of the Bann She's the star of the County Down." And from Bantry Bay to the Derry Quay And from Galway to Dublin town No maid I've seen like the sweet cailín That I met in the County Down. Well, I've travelled a bit, but I never been hit Since my roving career began Got me fair and square, I surrendered there To the charm of Rosie McCann. With a heart to let and no tenant yet Did I meet and a row began But in she went and I asked no rent From the star of the County Down. From the Bantry Bay to the Derry Quay And from Galway to Dublin town No maid I've seen like the sweet cailín That I met in the County Down.