Hm, nice song! Sounds very cute. Thank you, guys! Are you give any concerts now? 

Irish

“Blaggards’ debut Standards (NFA) is aptly named yet downplays their wonderfully exuberant, irreverent approach to well-known tunes such as “Foggy Dew” and “Rocky Road to Dublin.” Thoroughly irresistible, the Houston quartet joins the ranks of kilt-wearing, ass-kicking Irish rockers willing to cross genres to get their point across, as on the fiddle-driven medley of “Folsom Prison Blues” and ever-moving “Fields of Athenry.” Ten tunes leave the listener dying for more, like a pint of Guinness that’s been shorted with too much foam.” MARGARET MOSER for the Austin Chronicle

Botany Bay

Land Below The Waves

The Belle of Belfast City

Whisky In The Jar

taken from the "Across the rolling sea" EP

Star Of The County Down

Cosan is two sisters, Andrée and Claudie who shares a big passion for traditional Celtic music. Here is their version of the much loved Irish song "Star of the County Down" with Claudie on guitar and vocals and Andrée on violin and vocals.

Lyrics : 
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

I've traveled a bit, but never was hit
Since my roving career began
But fair and square I surrendered there
To the charms of young Rose McCann.
I'd a heart to let and no tenant yet
Did I meet with in shawl or gown
But in she went and I asked no rent
From 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

Botany Bay

blaggards

Recent comments

d2geeked

A. B.

blaggards

thestarsareonfire

Related tracks