Gitarre: Liedbeispiel 7c
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The Star Of The County Down[Bearbeiten]
- 1st Verse
- Near Em Banbridge C town in the G County D Down
- One Em mornin' last Ju- D ly,
- Down a Em boreen C green came a G sweet col- D leen
- And she Em smiled as she C passed D me Em by.
- She G looked so sweet from her D two bare feet
- To the Em sheen of her C nut-brown D hair.
- Such a Em coaxin' C elf, sure I G shook my D self
- For to Em see if I was C real- D ly Em there.
- From G Bantry Bay up to D Derry Quay
- And from Em Galway to C Dublin D town,
- No Em maid I've C seen like the G brown col- D leen
- That I Em met in the C Coun- D ty Em Down.
- 2nd Verse
- As she Em onward C sped, sure I G scratched my D head
- And I Em looked with a C feelin' D rare.
- And I Em says, says C I, to a G passer- D by
- "Who's the Em maid with the C nut D brown Em hair?"
- He G smiled at me and D then, says he,
- "That's the Em gem of the C Ireland's D crown,
- Young Em Rosie Mc- C Cann from the G banks of the D Bann.
- She's the Em Star of the C Coun- D ty Em Down." (Chorus)
- 3rd Verse
- She'd a Em soft brown C eye and a G look so D shy
- And a Em smile like the C rose in D June.
- And you Em hung on each C note from her G lily-white D throat
- As she Em lilted an C I- D rish Em tune.
- At the G pattern dance, you were D held in a trance
- As she Em tripped through a C reel or a D jig.
- And when her Em eyes she'd C roll, she'd coax up- G on my D soul
- A Em spud from a C hung- D ry Em pig (Chorus)
- 4th Verse
- I've Em traveled a C bit, but G never was D hit
- Since my Em roving C career be- D gan.
- But Em fair and C square I sur- G rendered D there
- To the Em charm of young C Ro- D sie Mc- Em Cann.
- With a G heart to let and no D tenant yet
- Did I Em meet within C shawl or D gown,
- But Em in she C went and I G asked no D rent
- From the Em Star of the C Coun- D ty Em Down (Chorus)
- 5th Verse
- At the Em Harvest C Faire she'll be G surely D there,
- So I'll Em dress in my C Sunday D clothes.
- With my Em shoes shone C bright and my G hat cocked D right,
- For a Em smile from my C nut- D brown Em rose.
- No G pipe I'll smoke; no D horse I'll yoke
- 'Til my Em plow is a C rust-colored D brown,
- 'Til my Em smilin' C bride by my G own fire- D side
- Sits the Em Star of the C Coun- D ty Em Down (Chorus)
And she G smiled as she D passed me Em by.
- auch fair colleen oder sweet colleen o.a.m.