Green, Green Grass of Home Lyrics

The old home town looks the same
As I step down from the train
And there meet me is 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 house is still standing
Tho' the paint is cracked and dry
And 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

Yes, they'll all come to meet me, arms reaching, smiling sweetly
It's good to touch the green, green gra*s of home

Then I wake and look around me
To the cold gray wall that surround me
And then I realize that I was only dreaming
There's a guard and sad old padre
Arm in arm we'll walk at daybreak
Again I touch the green, green gra*s of home

Yes, we'll all be together in the shade of that old oak tree
As we beneath indeed the green, green gra*s of home

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