roger whittaker - green green grass of home lyrics
roger whittaker – the green, green gr-ss 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 gr-ss of home.
yes, they’ll all come to meet me, arms reaching, smiling sweetly.
it’s good to touch the green, green gr-ss 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 gr-ss of home.
yes, they’ll all come to meet me, arms reaching, smiling sweetly.
it’s good to touch the green, green gr-ss 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 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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