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I close my eyes and picture
The emerald of the sea
From the fishing boats at Dingle
To the shores of Donaghadee
I miss the river Shannon
And the folks at Skibbereen
The moorlands and the middle
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 is sweet as Shalimar
And there's forty shades of green

I wish that I could spend one hour
At Dublin's churching surf
I'd love to watch the farmers
Drain the bog and spade the turf

To see again the thatching
Of the straw the women clean
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 oh

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
Where the breeze is sweet as Shalimar
And there's forty shades of green
Oh Where that breeze is sweet as Shalimar
And there's forty shades of green
Yes

Text přidal DevilDan

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