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