{"type":"video","version":"1.0","provider_name":"Network.hu","provider_url":"http:\/\/network.hu\/","title":"Hank Locklin- 'Forty Shades Of Green'","author_name":"apucsoka","author_url":"http:\/\/network.hu\/apucsoka","html":"<object width="424" height="345"><param name="movie" value="http:\/\/country.network.hu\/flash\/videoplayer\/video.swf?videoid=483371&pvol=40&plang=hu&host=http:\/\/country.network.hu" \/><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" \/><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" \/><embed src="http:\/\/country.network.hu\/flash\/videoplayer\/video.swf?videoid=483371&pvol=40&plang=hu&host=http:\/\/country.network.hu" width="424" height="345" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" \/><\/object>","width":424,"height":345,"description":"I close my eyes and picture the emerald of the sea\r\nFrom the fishing boats at Dingle to the shores of Dunardee\r\nI miss the river Shannon and the folks at Skibbereen\r\nThe midlands and the moorlands with their forty shades of green\r\nBut most of all I miss the girl in Tipperary town\r\nAnd most of all I miss her arms and hair so long and brown\r\nAgain I wanna see and do the things we've done and seen\r\nWhere the breeze is sweet as Shalimar and there's forty shades of green\r\n[ piano ]\r\nI wish that I could spend an hour at Dublin's churching surf\r\nI'd love to watch the farmers drain the bogs and spade the turf\r\nTo see again the thatching of the straw the women glean\r\nI'd walk from Cork to Larne to see the forty shades of green\r\nBut most of all I miss the girl in Tipperary town\r\nAnd most of all I miss her lips as soft as eiderdown\r\nAgain I want to see and do the things we've done and seen\r\nWhere the breeze is sweet as Shalimar and there's forty shades of green","thumbnail_url":"http:\/\/vds.network.hu\/clubvideo\/4\/8\/3\/_\/483371_21550_1.jpg","thumbnail_width":80,"thumbnail_height":60,"video_id":"483371"}