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Forty Shades Of Green lyrics
I close my eyes and picture the emerald of the sea
From the fishing boats at Dingle to the shores of Dunardee
I miss the river Shannon and the folks at Skibbereen
The moorlands and the midlands with their forty shades of green
But most of all I miss a girl in Tipperary town
And most of all I miss her lips as soft as eiderdown
Again I want to see and do the things we've done and seen
Where the breeze as sweet as Shalimar and its forty shades of green
I wish that I could spend an hour at Dublin's churning surf
To see again the thatching of the straw the women glean
I'd walk from Cork to Larne to see the forty shades of green
But most of all I miss a girl in Tipperary town
And most of all I miss her lips as soft as eiderdown
Again I want to see and do the things we've done and seen
Where the breeze as sweet as Shalimar and its forty shades of green
Where the breeze as sweet as Shalimar and its forty shades of green
I close my eyes and picture the emerald of the sea
From the fishing boats at Dingle to the shores of Dunardee
I miss the river Shannon and the folks at Skibbereen
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- Track 3 on Danny Boy
- 2 Down By The Sally Gardens
- 4 The Rose Of Tralee
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- Track 6 on Irish Standards
- 5 Kilgary Mountain
- 7 Star Of The Country Down
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