Jones Tom Green Green Grass Of Home Lyrics

Green Green Grass Of Home Lyrics

The old home town looks the same,

 As I step down from the train

 And there to greet me is my mamma and my poppa

 Down the road I look, and there runs Mary,

 Hair of gold, lips like cherries,

 It's good to touch the green, green grass of home

 

 Yes, they'll all come to meet me, Arms a-reachin', smilin' sweetly,

 It's good to touch the green, green grass of home

 

 The old house is still standin,'Though the paint is cracked and dry

 And there's that 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,

 At the four gray walls that surround me,

 And I realize .Yes I was only dreaming,

 For there's a guard and a sad old padre,

 Arm in arm we'll walk at daybreak,

 And at last I'll touch the green green grass of home