Green Green Grass Of Home lyrics

GREEN GREEN GRASS OF HOME

The old home town looks the same as I step down from the train,
and there to meet me is my Mama and 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 grass of home.

Yes, they`ll all come to meet me, arms reaching, smiling sweetly.
It`s good to touch the green, green grass of home.

The old house is still standing tho` the paint is cracked and dry,
and there`s that old oak tree 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 grass of home.

Yes, they`ll all come to meet me, arms reaching, smiling sweetly.
It`s good to touch the green, green grass of home.

(spoken:)
Then I awake and look around me, at four grey wall surround me
and I realize that I was only dreaming.
For there`s a guard and there`s a sad old padre - arm in arm we`ll walk
at daybreak.
Again I touch the green, green grass 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 grass of home.

- Curly Putman
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