Green, Green Grass Of Home Lyrics

The old home town looks the same
As I step down from the train
And there to 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
Though 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 see me
Arms reaching, smiling sweetly
It's good to touch the green, green gra*s of home

Then I awake and look around me
To the cold gray walls that surround me
And then I realize I was only dreaming

For there's a guard, and the sad old padre
Arm in arm, I walk at daybreak
Again, I touch the green, green gra*s of home

Yes, they'll all come to see me
In the shade of the old oak tree
As they lay me 'neath the green, green gra*s of home

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