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Forty Shades of Green - Hank Locklin
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 midlands and the moorlands
With their forty shades of green

But most of all
I miss the girl in Tipperary town
And most of all
I miss her arms and hair so long and brown

Again I wanna see
And do the things we've done and seen
Where the breeze is sweet
As Shalimar and there's forty shades of green

I wish that I could spend an hour
At Dublin's churching surf

I'd love to watch the farmers
And the bogs and spade the turf
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 the 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 is sweet as Shalimar
And there's forty shades of green