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Ein kleines Liederheft - "kath. Pfarrheim St. Ulrich" in Haßloch

Ein kleines Liederheft - "kath. Pfarrheim St. Ulrich" in Haßloch

The star of the County

The star of the County Down 1. em G D G C D Near Banbridge Town in the County Down one morning last july, em G D G Down a Boreen green came a sweet coleen and she smiled as C D em she passed me by. G D em She looked so sweet from her two bare feet to the sheen of her C D nut-brown hair, em G D em C D such a coaxing elf, sure I shook myself, for to see I was really em there. Refr. G D G em From Bantry Bay up to Derry Quay and from Galway to Dublin D Town, em G D em C D no maid I´ve seen like this brown coleen, that I met in the County em Down. q 3. C am I went into my chamber all for to take a slumber F C I dreamt of gold and jewels and for sure it was no wonder. C am But Jenny drew my charges and she filled them up with water F C and she sent for Captain Farrell to be ready for the slaughter. Refr. 4. C am And `twas early in the morning before I rose to travel, F C up comes a band of footmen and likewise Captain Farrell. C am I then produced my pistol, for she stole my sabre F C but I couldn´t shoot the water, so as prisoner I was taken. Refr. 5. C am And if anyone can aid me, its my brother in the army F C if I could learn his station in Cork or in Killarney, C am and if he´d come and join me, we´d go roving in Kilkenny F C I´ll engage he´d treat me fairer than my darling sporting Jenny. Refr. 3 24

Whiskey in the jar 1. C am As I was going over, the Kilmagenny mountain, F C I met with Captain Farrell and his money he was counting, C am I first produced my pistol and then I drew my sabre F C saying: stand and deliver for I am a bold deceiver. Refr. G C With me ring dum a doodle um dah, whack fol the daddy o, F C G C whack fol the daddy o, theres whiskey in the jar. 2. C am He counted out his money and it made a pretty penny, F C I put in my pocket and I gave it to my Jenny. C am She sighed and she swore that she never would betray me, F C but the devil take the women for they never can be easy. Refr. d 2. em G D G As she onward sped, sure I scratched my head, and I looked with C D a feeling rare, em G D G C and I says, says I, to a passer-by: Whos the maid with the nut D em brown hair? G D e He smiled at me and he says, says he: Thats the gem of the C D Irelands crown, em G D young Rosie McCann from the Banks of the Bann, em C D em she´s the star of the County Down Refr. 3. em G D G At the harvest fair she`ll be surely there, so I´ll dress in my C D sunday clothes, em G D with my shoes shone bright and my hat cocked right, G C D em for a smile from my nut-brown rose. G D em C No pipe I`ll smoke, no horse I´ll joke till my plough is a rust- D coloured brown, em G D em C D till a smiling bride by my own fireside sits the star of the County em Down. Refr. 23 4

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