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Hab mal wieder in den Analen der irischen Traditions gestöbert und diese wunderschöne Melodie entdeckt.
Dieser Song geht zurück weit in das 17.Jahrhundert und erzählt die Geschichte eines jungen Mannes der die Liebe seines Lebens "Den Stern von County Down" findet.
Den Song habe ich etwas langsamer als die übliche Version gespielt,ein kurzes E-Gitarren Solo hinzugefügt und die Tonart etwas verändert.
Den Textteil III. habe ich weggelassen,sonst wäre der Song zu lang geworden.
(c)2006 by Marijan
Words: Irisch Traditional
Music:Irisch Traditional/Marijan
Arrangement und Produktion by Marijan P. Horvat
Canto by Marijan
Dieser Song geht zurück weit in das 17.Jahrhundert und erzählt die Geschichte eines jungen Mannes der die Liebe seines Lebens "Den Stern von County Down" findet.
Den Song habe ich etwas langsamer als die übliche Version gespielt,ein kurzes E-Gitarren Solo hinzugefügt und die Tonart etwas verändert.
Den Textteil III. habe ich weggelassen,sonst wäre der Song zu lang geworden.
(c)2006 by Marijan
Words: Irisch Traditional
Music:Irisch Traditional/Marijan
Arrangement und Produktion by Marijan P. Horvat
Canto by Marijan
Star of the County Down
©2006 by Marijan P. Horvat
Words and Music Irish Traditional
Arranged by Marijan
Canto by Marijan
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
Chorus
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
Chorus
At the crossroads fair I'll be surely there
And I'll dress in my Sunday clothes
And I'll try sheep's eyes, and deludhering lies
On the heart of the nut-brown rose.
No pipe I'll smoke, no horse I'll yoke
Though with rust my plow turns brown
Till a smiling bride by my own fireside
Sits the star of the County Down
Chorus 2x
©2006 by Marijan P. Horvat
Words and Music Irish Traditional
Arranged by Marijan
Canto by Marijan
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
Chorus
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
Chorus
At the crossroads fair I'll be surely there
And I'll dress in my Sunday clothes
And I'll try sheep's eyes, and deludhering lies
On the heart of the nut-brown rose.
No pipe I'll smoke, no horse I'll yoke
Though with rust my plow turns brown
Till a smiling bride by my own fireside
Sits the star of the County Down
Chorus 2x
