Johnny Cash - Forty shades of green

^G I close my eyes and picture the ^Cemerald of the sea, From the ^Gfishing boats at Dingle, To the ^A7shores of Donagha ^D-dea; I ^Gmiss the River Shannon, And the ^Cfolks at Skibbereen, The ^Gmoorlands and the meadows With their ^Dforty shades of ^Ggreen.

But ^Cmost of all I miss a girl in ^GTipperary town. And ^Cmost of all I miss her ^Glips, As ^A7soft as eider-^Ddown; ^GAgain I want to see and do The ^Cthings we've done and seen, With the ^Gbreeze as sweet as shalamar, And there's ^Dforty shades of ^Ggreen.

At ^CDublin's churning surf, I'd ^Glove to watch the farmers drain The ^A7bogs and spade the ^Dturf; To ^Gsee again the thatches Of the ^Cstraw the women glean; I'd ^Gwalk from Cork to Laren to see The ^Dforty shades of ^Ggreen.