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Forty Shades Of Green
   ------Johnny Cash

Forty Shades of Green by John R. Cash (1959)

I close my eyes and picture the emerald of the sea
from the fishing boats at Dingle to the shores of Donadea
I miss the River Shannon and the folks at Skibbereen
the moorlands and the meadows 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 eider down
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 an hour at Dublin's churning surf
how I long to watch the farmers drain the bogs and spade the turf
To see again the thatching of the straw the women glean
I would 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 eider down
Again I want to see and do the things we've done and seen
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where the breeze is sweet as Shalimar and there's Forty Shades of Green