Green Green Grass Of Home
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1. The old home town looks the same as I step
down from the train,
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and
there to meet me is my mama and papa.
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Down the road I look and there runs Mary,
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hair of gold and lips like cherries,
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it's good to touch the green, green grass of home.
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Yes, they'll all come to see me, arms a-reaching, smiling sweetly,
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yes, it's good to touch the green, green grass
of home.
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2. The old house is still standing, though the
paint is cracked and dry,
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and
there's that old oak tree that I used to play on.
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Down the lane I walk and with my sweet Mary,
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hair of gold and lips like cherries,
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it's good to touch the green, green grass of home.
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3. Then I awake and look around me
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at
the four gray walls that surround me,
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and
I realize that I was only dreaming.
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For
there's a guard and there's a sad old padre,
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arm
and arm we'll walk at daybreak,
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again I'll touch the green, green grass of home.
(Curly Putnam)