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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeForty Shades Of Green
(Green green forty shades of green)I close my eyes and picture the emerald of the seaFrom the fishing boats at Dingle to the shores of DunardeeI miss the river Shannon and the folks at SkibbereenThe moorlands and the midlands with their forty shades of greenBut most of all I miss a girl in Tipperary townAnd most of all I miss her lips as soft as eiderdownAgain I want to see and do the things we've done and seenWhere the breeze is sweet as Shalimar and there's forty shades of green(Green green green forty shades of green)I wish that I could spend an hour at Dublin's churching surfI'd love to watch the farmers drain the bogs and spade the turfTo see again the thatching of the straw the women gleanI'd walk from Cork to Larne to see the forty shades of greenBut most of all I miss a girl...
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