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Green, Green Grass of Home

The old hometown looks the same

As I step down from the train

And there to meet me is my mama and papaAnd 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 homeYes, they've all come to meet me, arms a-reached smiling sweetly

It's so 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 onAnd 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 homeThen I awake and look around me

At these four gray walls that surround me

And I realize that I was only dreaming

But there's a guard and there's that sad old padre

Arm in arm we'll walk at daybreakAnd again I'll touch the green, green grass of home

Yes, 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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