Green, Green, Grass Of Home

アーティストPorter Wagoner
作詞Curly Putman
作曲Curly Putman
The old home town looks the same
As I stepped down from the train
There to meet me is my mama and papa
Down the road I looked and there runs Mary
Hair of gold and lips like cherry
It's good to touch the green, green grass of
home

Yes they'll all come to meet me
Arms out-reached, smiling sweetly
It's so good to touch the green green grass of
home

The old house is still standing
Thought the paint is cracked and dried
There's the old oak tree that I used to play on
Down the lane I walked with my sweet Mary
Hair of gold and lips like cherry
It's so good to touch the green green grass of
home

Then I wake and I look around me
At these four gray walls that surround me
And I realize that I was only dreamin
For there's the guard and there's the sad old
podry
Arm in arm we'll walk at day break
When 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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