THE FLOWER OF THE COUNTY DOWN

Close to Banbridge town in the County Down on a morning in July,
Down a loanin' sweet came a girl so neat, that I smiled as she passed me by.
She looked so bright with a step as light as the lep of a spring-time Hare,
That I closed my eyes in a wild surprise, to make sure I was standing there.

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Sure from Scrabo Hill through to Lisnadill and from Comber to Newry town,
There's no girl so neat as that damsel sweet, she's the flower of the County Down.

She'd an eye as lush as a clockin' thrush and such light in her nut brown hair,
That the words I had in my mouth went mad and I stood with my heart all square.
As I onward sped, sure I shook my head and say's I to a passer-by,
"Who's that girl so neat with the twinkling feet?" and I waited for his reply.
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Sure from Scrabo Hill....

To that spot next day, sure I made my way and along came this lovely flower,
At the charming sight sure my heart took flight like a lark in the mid-day hour.
But I stood my ground and I quickly found on my smile she in no-ways frowned,
And such words I said, I will soon be wed, to my flower of the County Down.

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Sure from Scrabo Hill....

This is a version I have in my collection and is suposed to be the original--- no doubt I will be challenged on this but, it is much older than the above 1930's 'board-walk' versions.

Hope this is of some help.

JackieB.