Elvis Presley Green Green Grass Of Home Lyrics

Green Green Grass Of Home Lyrics

(words & music by Claude Putman, Jr.)
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 be there to meet me, 
All creatures smiling sweetly
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
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
Then I awake and look around me
Cold gray walls surround me
And I realize that I was only dreamin`
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 be there to meet me
In the shadow of that old oak tree
As they lay me beneath the green, green grass of home