Paroles de Green Green Grass of Home

The old home town Still looks the same As I step down from the train There to meet me Is my mama and my papa. Down the road I look And there runs Mary Hair of gold and lips like cherry It's good to touch the Green, green grass of home. Yes, they'll all come to see me Arms a-reachin', smiling sweetly When again I'll touch the Green, green grass of home. The old home place is still standin' Though the paint is cracked and dry There's the old oak tree That I once used to play on. Down the lane I walk With my sweet Mary Hair of gold and lips like cherry It's good to touch the Green, green grass of home. --- Instrumental --- (Spoken) Then I awoke And I look around me At the four grey walls that surround me And I realize that I was only dreaming For there's a guard And there's a sad old padre, Where arm in arm we'll walk at daybreak As they lay me 'neath the Green, green grass of home. (Sang) Yes,They'll all come to see me Arms a-reachin', smilin' sweetly When again, I'll touch the Green, green grass of home...