Em                     G      D         G       Em   D
Near Banbridge town, in the County Down, one morning last July
       Em                  G        D            G             C      D  Em
Down a boreen green came a sweet colleen and she smiled as she passed me by
    G                        Am                     G            Em        D
She looked so sweet from her two bare feet from the sheen of her nut-brown hair
       Em                  G        D           Em        C   D   Em
Such a coaxing elf, sure I shook myself, for to see I was really there


[Chorus]

     G                Am                  G         Em     D
From Bantry Bay up to Derry Quay and from Galway to Dublin town
   Em                      G        D           Em         C   D  Em
No maid I've seen like the brown colleen that I met in the County Down


[Verse]

       Em                    G          D           G             Em      D
As she onward sped, sure I scratched my head, and I looked with a feelin' rare
      Em                G      D             G             C   D     Em
And I says, says I to a passer by, who's the maid with the nut brown hair
   G                   Am                         G             Em     D
He smiled at me and he says, says he, that's the gem of the Ireland's crown
      Em                    G            D               Em          C   D  Em
Young Rosie McCann from the banks of the Bann, she's the star of the County Down


[Chorus]

     G                Am                  G         Em     D
From Bantry Bay up to Derry Quay and from Galway to Dublin town
   Em                      G        D           Em         C   D  Em
No maid I've seen like the brown colleen that I met in the County Down


[Verse]

       Em                     G      D             G           Em     D
At the harvest fair she'll be surely there so I'll dress in my Sunday clothes
        Em                        G          D              G          C   D     Em
With my shoes shone bright and my hat cocked right, for the smile of a nut brown rose
   G                   Am                       G              Em            D
No pipe I'll smoke, no horse I'll yoke, till my plough turns a rust coloured brown
        Em                   G       D             Em          C   D  Em
'Till a smiling bride, by my own fireside sits the star of the County Down


[Chorus]

     G                Am                  G         Em     D
From Bantry Bay up to Derry Quay and from Galway to Dublin town
   Em                      G        D           Em         C   D  Em
No maid I've seen like the brown colleen that I met in the County Down
     G                Am                  G         Em     D
From Bantry Bay up to Derry Quay and from Galway to Dublin town
   Em                      G        D           Em         C   D  Em
No maid I've seen like the brown colleen that I met in the County Down
     G                Am                  G         Em     D
From Bantry Bay up to Derry Quay and from Galway to Dublin town
   Em                      G        D           Em         C   D  Em
No maid I've seen like the brown colleen that I met in the County Down