Merle Haggard
Merle Haggard
Merle Haggard
Merle Haggard
Merle Haggard
Merle Haggard
Merle Haggard
Merle Haggard
Merle Haggard
Merle Haggard
Merle Haggard
Merle Haggard
When you first listen, the song will make you believe that this is about an individual coming back home from being away for a long time. What we come to realize later is that the individual was daydreaming in his cell, and he confesses that he’ll only be returning home in a coffin.
[Verse]
The old hometown looks the same as I step down from a train
And there to meet me is my mama and papa
Down the lane, I look and there runs Mary
Hair of gold and lips like cherry
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home
[Verse]
The old house is still standing though the paint is cracked and dry
There's the old oak tree that I used to play on
Down the lane, I walk with my sweet Mary
Hair of gold and lips like cherry
It's so good to touch the green, green grass of home
[Chorus]
Yes they'll all come to meet me
Arms out-reached smiling sweetly
It's so good to touch the green, green grass of home
[Verse]
Then I awake and I look around me
At the four grey walls that surround me
And I realized that I was only dreaming
For there's a guard and there's the sad old padre
Arm in arm, we'll walk at daybreak
When again I'll touch the green, green grass of home
[Chorus]
Yes, they'll all come to see me
In the shade of that old oak tree
When they lay me 'neath the green, green grass of home
Green, Green Grass of Home was written by Curly Putman.
Green, Green Grass of Home was produced by Ken Nelson (Country).