Green Green Grass of Home Lyrics

The old home town looks the same
As I step down from the train,
And there to meet me
Is my mama and old 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 see me,
Arms reaching out, and 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,
There's an old oak tree
That I used to play on.
There"s a gide and a sudden parking
On and on I woke till daybreak
It's good to touch
The green, green grass of home.

Yes, they'll all come to see me,
Arms reaching out, and smiling sweetly.
It's good to touch
The green, green grass of home.
There"s a gide and a sudden parking
On and on I woke till daybreak
It's good to touch
The green, green grass of home.

Yes, they'll all come to see me,
Arms reaching out, and smiling sweetly.
It's good to touch
The green, green grass of home.