Luyện nghe bài hát Forty Shades Of Green

I close my and picture the emerald of the sea
From the fishing at Dingle to the shores of Dunardee
I the river Shannon and the folks at Skibbereen
The moorlands and the meadows with their forty shades of
But most of all I miss the in Tipperary town
And most of all I her arms and hair so long and brown
Again I wanna see and do the things we've done and
Where the breeze is sweet as Shalimar and forty shades of green
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I wish that I could an hour at Dublin's churning surf
I'd to watch the farmers drain the bogs and spade the turf
To see again the thatching of the straw the glean
I'd walk from Cork to Larne to see the shades of green
But most of all I miss the in Tipperary town
And of all I miss her lips as soft as eiderdown
I want to see and do the things we've done and seen
Where the breeze is sweet as Shalimar and there's forty shades of