G G7 The old hometown looks the same C G As I step down from the train D And there to meet me is my mama and my papa G G7 Down the road I look and there runs Mary C Hair of gold and lips like cherries G D7 G It's good to touch the green, green grass of home Verse 2: The old house is still standing Thought the paint is cracked and dry And 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 grass of home Chorus 1: G G7 Yes they'll all come to see me C Arms reaching, smiling sweetly G D7 G It's good to touch the green, green grass of home Verse 3: Then I awake and look around me To the cold gray walls that surround me And then I realize I was only dreaming For there's a guard and a sad old padre Arm in arm we'll walk at daybreak Again I'll touch the green, green grass of home Chorus 2: Yes they'll all come to see me In the shade of the old oak tree As they lay me neath the green, green grass of home
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