C G
Where the breeze is sweet as Shalimar
D7 G
And there's forty shades of green
G C
I close my eyes and picture, the emerald of the sea
C G
From the fishing boats at Dingle,
A7 D7
To the shores of Duna' dee
G C
I miss the river Shannon, and the folks at Skibbereen
C G
The moorlands and the meadows,
D7 G
With their forty shades of green
C D7 G
But most of all I miss a girl, in Tipperary Town
C D7 G D7
And most of all I miss her lips, as soft as eider-down
G C
A-gain I want to see and do, the things we've done and seen
C G
Where the breeze is sweet as Shalimar
D7 G
And there's forty shades of green
C G
Where the breeze is sweet as Shalimar
D7 G
And there's forty shades of green
G C
I wish that I could spend an hour, at Dublin's churning surf
G A7 D7
I'd love to watch the farmers, drain the bogs and spade the turf
G C
To see again the thatching, of the straw the women glean
C G D7 G
I'd walk from Cork to Larne, to see the forty shades of green
C D7 G
But most of all I miss a girl in Tipperary Town
C D7 G D7
And most of all I miss her lips, as soft as eider-down
G C
Again I want to see and do, the things we've done and seen
C G
Where the breeze is sweet as Shalimar
D7 G
And there's forty shades of green
C G
Where the breeze is sweet as Shalimar
D7 G
And there's forty shades of * green
