don gibson – green, green grass of home lyrics
the old home town looks the same
as i step down from a train
there to meet me are 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 gr-ss of home.
the old home is still standing
though the paint is cracked and dry
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 gr-ss of home.
then i awake and look around me
at the four grey walls that surround me
and i realized, yes, i was only dreaming
for there’s a guard, and that sad old padre
arm in arm we’ll walk at daybreak
again, i’ll touch the green green gr-ss 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 gr-ss of home.
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