The old hometown looks the same,
As I step down from the train,
And there to meet me is my mama and my 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 meet me,
All creatures smiling sweetly
OO  It‘s good to touch the green, green grass of home

The old house is still standing,
Though the paint is cracked and dry
And there‘s an old oak tree! that I used to play on
EE  Down the lane I‘ll walk with my sweet 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 meet me,
All creatures smiling sweetly
OO It‘s good to touch the green, green grass of home

Spoken:

Then I awake and look around me
 four grey walls surround me
And I realize that I was only dreaming‘
There‘s a guard and there‘s a sad old padre
Arm and arm we‘ll walk at daybreak
Again I‘ll touch the green, green grass of home.

Yes, they‘ll all come to see me
In the shadow of that old oak tree
As they lay me beneath the green, green grass of home. 

 

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