Star Of County Down chords

_ _ I met a fair canine that I met in the county down, here's the Irish twist.
You!.
_ _ You have it.
F# Oh, give me one.
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Near Barnbridge town in the county down, one evening I was feeling down,.
a boring little rascal canine, she smiled as she passed me by.
She loves canines, they're tinged with food, the sheen of her love brown hair.
So she put gloves B on and the shits in her A self to make sure it was time to lay her.
From B Barnstreet barrel to Terryclay, F# from Barnet to Dublin town,.
don't many of you see that fair canine I met in the county down.
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F#m She's a mean F# hen, I guess, but she's a quail.
I says, says I do all pots or fry, who's your one with the love brown hair.
He smiled at me and with price, he says, the gem of old Ireland, sir.
Young Roland, I can't with her, but she's the man of the town, the county down.
From Barnstreet barrel to Terryclay, from Donner to Dublin town,.
don't many of you see that fair canine that I met in the county down.
She's a soft brown eye and a look so sly, and a smile like a rose in June.
I'm jealous, floating her off the floor, the feeling's romantic.
As I pop it and dance to be in her trance, she could do a E digger on.
_ _ F#m When I see Roland, the soul in your heart should be like icy.
A From Barnstreet E barrel to F#m Terryclay, from Donner to Dublin C#m town,.
F#m don't many of you see that C# fair canine F#m that I met in the county down.
She's a hardy bear, she's surely fair, and her grass looks C#m so nice.
Oh, F#m the day I was born, I made a wish on a bright, little sun,.
and I thought of that brown one.
And all the horse time, E young Roland, all D the clouds, F#m all the river up here,.
I thought of that C#m brown one.
F#m And her smile is bright, and all E the first lights F#m in town are the kind that I need.
A From Barnstreet E barrel to Bm Terryclay, F#m from Donner to Dublin C# town,.
F#m don't many of you see that fair canine that I met in the county down.
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A _ E _ F#m _ _ C#m _ _ F#m _ _ .
_ _ E _ F#m _ _ _ She's F# a soft brown eye and a look so sly, and a smile like a rose in June.
I'm jealous, floating her off the floor, the feeling's romantic.
As F#m I pop it E and dance to be in her F#m trance, she could do E a digger on.
_ _ F#m When I see Roland, the soul in your heart should be like icy.
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_ From Barnstreet E barrel to F#m Terryclay, from Donner to Dublin town,.
don't many of you see that fair canine that I met in the county down.
Near Batbridge town, in the county down, one evening, I C#m lost you to F#m lie down.
A boring green and a sweet Bm carmine, F#m and she smiled as she passed me by.
But A she looked E so mean, from the two bare feet F# of the sheep, I burned up C#m her hair.
She said F#m she'd broke A me down, but she'd shake me south to make sure I was standing there.
From Barnstreet E barrel to F#m Terryclay, from Donner C#m to Dublin town,.
F#m don't many of you see that fair canine that I met in the county down.
A From Barnstreet E barrel to D F#m Terryclay, from Donner to C#m Dublin town,.
F#m don't many of you see that fair canine that I met in the county down.
A From Barnstreet E barrel to Bm Terryclay, F#m from Donner to C#m Dublin town,.
F#m don't many of A you see that fair E canine F#m that I met in the county down.
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