The green green grass of home lyrics

Artist  : Tom jones 
Song : The green green grass of home
 
The old home town looks the same as I step down
from the train,
And there to meet me is my mama and 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, arms reaching,
smiling sweetly.
It’s good to touch the green, green grass of
home.
The old house is still standing tho’ the paint is
cracked and dry,
And there’s that old oak tree 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.
Yes, they’ll all come to meet me, arms reaching,
smiling sweetly.
It’s good to touch the green, green grass of
home.

[spoken:]

Then I awake and look around me, at four grey
wall surround me
And I realize 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.
Again I 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