Green Green Grass Of Home

The old hometown looks the same
 As I step down from the train
 And there to meet me is my mama and papa
 And 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've all come to meet me
 Arms areached smiling sweetly
 It's so good to touch the green green grass of home
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 The old house is still standing
 Though the paint is cracked and dry
 And there's that old oak tree that I used to play on
 Down the lane I'd walk with my sweet Mary
 Hair of gold and lips like cherries
 It's good to touch the green green grass of home
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 Then I awake and look around me
 At these four gray walls that surround me
 And I realized 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
 And again I'll touch the green green grass of home
 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