Green Green Grass Of Home Lyrics

The old hometown looks the same
As I step down from the train
And there to meet me is my mama and papa

And down the road I look
And there runs Mary hair of gold and lips like cherries
It's good to touch the green, green gra*s of home

Yes, they've all come to meet me, arms a-reached smiling sweetly
It's so good to touch the green, green gra*s of home

The old house is still standing
Though the paint is cracked and dry
And there's that old oak tree that I used to play on

And down the lane I walk with my sweet Mary
Hair of gold and lips like cherries
It's good to touch the green, green gra*s of home

Then I awake and look around me
At these four gray walls that surround me
And I realize that I was only dreaming
But there's a guard and there's that sad old padre
Arm in arm we'll walk at daybreak

And again I'll touch the green, green gra*s of home
Yes, they'll all come to see me in the shade of that old oak tree
As they lay me neath the green, green gra*s of home