Текст песни The Browns - Forty Shades of Green
The Browns - Forty Shades of Green слова песни
I close my eyes and picture The emerald of the seaFrom the fishin` boats at Dingle To the shores at DuneheaI miss the river Shannon And the folks at SkibbereenThe meadows and the moorlandsAnd their forty shades of greenBut most of all I miss a girl in Tipperary townAnd most of all I miss her charmsAnd hair so long and brownI long again to see and do The things weВґve done and seenWhere the breeze is sweet as Shalimar And thereВґs forty shades of greenI wish that I could spend an hour At DublinВґs churning surfI long to watch the farmers Drain the bogs and spade the turfTo see again the thatching Of the straw the women cleanIВґd walk from Cork to Larne to see Those forty shades of greenBut most of all I miss a girl in Tipperary townAnd most of all I miss her charmsAnd hair so long and brownI long again to see and do The things weВґve done and seenWhere the breeze is sweet as Shalimar And thereВґs forty shades of green...