THE GREEN…GREEN GRASS OF HOME – Tom Jones
Nghệ sĩ: Tom Jones
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1. The old home - town looks the same
As I step down from the train
And there to meet me is my mama and my papa
Down the road I look and there runs mary
Hair of golden and lips like che - rries
It's good to touch… The green… green grass of home
Yes, they'll all come to see me
Arms reach - ing, smiling sweet - ly
It's good to touch… The green… green grass of home
2. The old house is still stand - ing
Though 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 golden and lips like che - rries
It's good to touch… The green… green grass of home
Yes, they'll all come to see me
Arms reach - ing, smiling sweet - ly
It's good to touch… The green… green grass of home
Then I awake and look around
To the cold gray walls that surround me and then I realize
I was only dream - ing
For there's a guard and a sad old padre
Arm and arm I'll walk at daybreak again
I'll touch… The green… green grass of home
Yes, they'll all come to see me
in the shade of the old tree as they lay me
Beneath The green… green grass of home