(Gary Moore)
I remember the old country
they call the emerald land.
And I remember my hometown
before the war began.
Now we`re riding on a sea of rage,
the victims you have seen.
You`ll never hear them sing again
The Forty Shades Of Green.
We`re goin` back to the wild frontier.
Back to the wild frontier, it`s calling.
Back to the wild frontier.
We`re goin` back,
back to the wild frontier.
I remember my city streets
before the soldiers came.
Now armoured cars and barricades
remind us of our shame.
We are drowning in a sea of blood,
the victims you have seen.
Never more to sing again
The Forty Shades Of Green.
We`re goin` back to the wild frontier.
Back to the wild frontier, it`s calling.
Back to the wild frontier.
Back to the wild frontier, it`s calling.
Those are the days I will remember.
Those are the days I most recall.
We count the cost of those we lost
and pray it`s not in vain.
The bitter tears of all those years.
I hope we live to see those days again.
Now we`re riding on a sea of rage,
the victims you have seen.
You`ll never hear us sing again
The Forty Shades Of Green.
And I remember a friend of mine,
so sad now that he`s gone.
They tell me I`ll forget
as time goes on.
We`re goin` back to the wild frontier.
Back to the wild frontier, it`s calling.
Back to the wild frontier.
We`re goin` back.
Back to the wild frontier.
Back to the wild frontier.
Back to the wild frontier.
Those forty shades of green are calling me back home.
Ooh, we`re goin` back.
Back to the wild frontier.
I`m goin` back.
Back to the wild frontier.