[He laughs and sets the fiddle on his lap for a few seconds as he thinks. When a song comes to him, he snaps his fingers together.]
Got it.
[And he begins to play. After the first four bars of the introduction, he quietly begins to sing, voice a smooth tenor:]
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.
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.
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Got it.
[And he begins to play. After the first four bars of the introduction, he quietly begins to sing, voice a smooth tenor:]
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.
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.