Luyện nghe bài hát Forty Shades Of Green

I my eyes and picture the emerald of the sea
From the fishing at Dingle to the shores of Dunardee
I miss the Shannon and the folks at Skibbereen
The moorlands and the midlands with their forty shades of

But most of all I miss a girl in town
And of all I miss her lips as soft as eiderdown
Again I want to see and do the things done and seen
Where the breeze is sweet as Shalimar there's shades of green
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I wish that I could spend an hour at churning surf
I'd love to watch the farmers drain the bogs and the turf
To see the thatching of the straw the women glean
I'd walk from Cork to Larne to see the forty of green

But most of all I a girl...