Vintage Wine thrash-folk / Praha

Near Banbridge Town in the County Down
One morning on last July
Came from boreen green like a sweet colleen
And she smiled as she passed me by

She looked so sweet from her two bare feet
To the sheen of her copper red hair
Such a coaxing elf i had to shake myself
To be sure I was standing there

Ref.: 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

At the harvest fair she'll be surely there
So I'll dress in my Sunday clothes
With my shoes shine bright and my hat cocked right
For the smile of a copper red rose

No pipe I'll smoke no horse I'll yoke
Till my plough turns rust coloured brown
Till a smiling bride by my fireside
Sits the star of the County Down