Green Green Grass Of Home

[Verse 1]
The old hometown looks the same
As I step down from the train
And there to meet me is my mama and my papa
And down the road I look and, there runs Mary
Hair of gold and lips like cherries

[Hook]
It's good to touch the green-green grass of home

[Verse 2]
The old house is still standing
Though the paint is cracked and dry
And there's that old oak tree, huh
That I used to play on
And down the lane I walk with sweet-sweet Mary
Hair of gold and lips like cherries

[Hook]
It's good to to-to-touch the green-green grass of home

[Verse 3]
Yes, they'll all come to see me
In the shade of that old oak tree
As I touch the green-green grass of home

[Verse 4]
Then I'll awake, I'll look around me
At four grey walls that surround me
And I'll realize that I've only dreamin', all the time
For you see, there's a guard and there's a sad old padre
In arm in arm, we'll walk at daybreak
And again I'll touch the green-green grass of home, oh

[Outro]
Yes, they'll all come to meet me
In the shade of that old oak tree
As they lay me 'neath the green-green grass of home, home