Forty Shades of Green

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I close my eyes and picture the emerald of the sea
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From the fishing boats at Dingle to the shores of Donagha-dea
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I miss the River Shannon and the folks at Skibbereen
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The moorlands and the meadows with their Forty Shades of Green


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But most of all I miss a girl in Tipperary town
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And most of all I miss her lips as soft as eider-down
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Again I want to see and do the things we've done and seen
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With the breeze as sweet as shalamar and there's Forty Shades of Green


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I wish that I could spend an hour at Dublin's churning surf
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I'd love to watch the farmers drain the bogs and spade the turf
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To see again the thatches of the straw the women glean
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I'd walk from Cork to Laren to see the Forty Shades of Green


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But most of all I miss a girl in Tipperary town
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And most of all I miss her lips as soft as eider-down
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Again I want to see and do the things we've done and seen
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With the breeze as sweet as shalamar and there's Forty Shades of Green