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
And 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
that 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