Transkripcija: Miroslav Radojevic (mire84@ptt.yu)
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h - hammer on
p - pull off
b - bend string up
r - release bend
/ - slide up
- slide down
Uvod:
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B|-0h3-|-5-5-5--3h5----------|---------5-3-5-|
G|-----|---------------------|---------------|
D|-----|---------------------|---------------|
A|-----|---------------------|---------------|
E|-----|---------------------|---------------|
Near Banbridge Town in the County Down, one morning last july,
From a boreen green came a sweet Colleen and she smiled as she passed me by.
G D G Em D
She looked so sweet from her two bare feet to the sheen of her nut brown hair.
Em G D G Em D Em
Such a coaxing elf, sure I shook myself for to see I was really there.
***Refren***
***Chorus***
G D G Em D
>From Bantry Bay up to Derry Quay and from Galway to Dublin Town,
Em G D G Em D Em
No maid I've senn like the brown Colleen that I met in the County Down.
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B|-0h3-|-5-5-5--3h5----------|---------5-3-5-|
G|-----|---------------------|---------------|
D|-----|---------------------|---------------|
A|-----|---------------------|---------------|
E|-----|---------------------|---------------|
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 Em D Em
And I say's, say's I, to a passer by,"Whose the maid with the nut brown hair"?
G D G Em D
He smiled at me and he say's, say's he,"That's the gem of the Ireland's crown.
Em G D G Em D Em
Young Rosie McCann from the banks of the Bann, she's the star of the County Down.
***Refren***
***Solo***
E|---------------3-2-----7-5-3------|---------------3-2---------|
B|-0-5-5-5-5-3-5-----5-3--------5-3-|-0-5-5-5-5-3-5-----5-3-0-5-|
G|----------------------------------|---------------------------| dva
D|----------------------------------|---------------------------| / puta
A|----------------------------------|---------------------------| /
E|----------------------------------|---------------------------|/
E|-------------7-5-------5---7---5---|---------7-10-7-5---------|
B|-5-7-8-8-7-8-----8-7---------------|-8-7-5-7----------8-7-8-5-|
G|---------------------7---7---7---7-|--------------------------|
D|-----------------------------------|--------------------------|
A|-----------------------------------|--------------------------|
E|-----------------------------------|--------------------------|
E|-------------7-5-------5---7---5---|---------12-10------------------|
B|-5-7-8-8-7-8-----8-7---------------|-8-7-5-7-------12-10------------|
G|---------------------7---7---7---7-|---------------------12-11-12-9-|
D|-----------------------------------|--------------------------------|
A|-----------------------------------|--------------------------------|
E|-----------------------------------|--------------------------------|
At the harvest fair she'll be surely there so I'll dress in my sunday clothes,
With my shoes shine bright and my heat cocked right, for the smile of a nut brown rose.
G D G Em D
No pipe I'll smoke, no horse I'll yoke, till my plough turns rust coloured brown.
Em G D G Em D Em
Till a smiling bride, by my own fireside sits the star of the County Down.
***Refren***