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(G) I close my eyes and picture the (C) emerald of the sea, From the (G) fishing boats at Dingle, To the (A7) shores of Donagha (D)-dea; I (G) miss the River Shannon, And the (C) folks at Skibbereen, The (G) moorlands and the meadows With their (D) forty shades of (G) green. Chorus: But (C) most of all I miss a girl in (G) Tipperary town. And (C) most of all I miss her (G) lips, As (A7) soft as eider-(D)-down; (G) Again I want to see and do The (C) things we've done and seen, With the (G) breeze as sweet as shalamar, And there's (D) forty shades of (G) green. I wish that I could spend an hour At (C) Dublin's churning surf, I'd (G) love to watch the farmers drain The (A7) bogs and spade the (D) turf; To (G) see again the thatches Of the (C) straw the women glean; I'd (G) walk from Cork to Laren to see The (D) forty shades of (G) green. Chorus *******************
Written by Johnny Cash
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