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Green, Green Grass of Home - Charley Pride



     
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The old home town looks the same
As I step down from the train
And there to meet me is my Mama and PapaDown 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 homeYes, they'll all come to meet me
Arms reaching, smiling sweetly
It's good to touch the green, green grass of homeThe old house is still standing
Though the paint is cracked and dry
And there's that old oak tree that I used to play onDown 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 homeThen I awake and look around me
At four gray walls that surround me
And I realize, yes, I was only dreamingFor there's a guard and there's a sad old padre
On and on we'll walk at daybreak
Again I'll touch the green, green grass of homeYes, 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

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Becoming a trailblazing Country Music superstar was an improbable destiny for Charley Pride (born March 18, 1938), especially considering his humble beginnings as a sharecropper’s son on a cotton farm in Sledge, Mississippi. His unique journey to the top of the music charts includes a tumultuous detour through the world of Negro league, minor league and semi-pro baseball as well as many long years of labor alongside the vulcanic fires of a smelter.

Read more about Charley Pride on Last.fm.


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