Green, Green Grass of Home Lyrics
The song Green, Green Grass of Home is performed by Don Gibson .
Send Green, Green Grass of Home Ringtone to your Cell
The old home town looks the same
As I step down from a train
There to meet me are my mama and my papa
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.
The old home is still standing
Though the paint is cracked and dry
There's that old oak tree that I used to play on
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 the four grey walls that surround me
And I realized, Yes, I was only dreaming
For there's a guard, and that sad old padre
Arm in arm we'll walk at daybreak
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.