The old hometown looks the same as I step down from the 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 cherries
It´s good to touch the green green grass of home 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 cherries It´s so good to touch the green green grass of home Yes, they´ll all come to meet me arms reached smiling sweetly It´s so good to touch the green green grass of home Then I awake and look around me at the four gray walls that surround me And I realized that I was only dreaming For there´s a guard and there´s that sad old padre arm in arm We´ll walk at daybreak
And again I´ll touch the green green grass 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 grass of home
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