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The old home town looks the same<br />As I step down from the train<br />And there to meet me is my mama and papa<br />Down the road I look and there runs Mary<br />Hair of gold and lips like cherries<br />It's good to touch the green, green grass of home<br /><br />Yes, they'll all come to meet me,<br />Arm reaching, smiling sweetly<br />It's good to touch the green, green grass of home<br /><br />The old house is still standing,<br />Though the paint is cracked and dry<br />And there's that old oak tree that I used to play on<br />Down the lane I'll walk with my sweet Mary<br />Hair of gold and lips like cherries<br />It's good to touch the green, green grass of home<br /><br />Then I awake and look around me<br />At four grey walls that surround me<br />And I realize, yes I was only dreamin'<br />For there's a guard and there's a sad old padre<br />Arm and arm we'll walk at daybreak<br />Again I'll touch the green, green grass of home<br /><br />Yes, they'll all come to see me<br />In the shape of that old oak tree<br />As they lay me 'neath the green, green grass of home
Letra nueva de la canción
The old home town looks the same<br />As I step down from the train<br />And there to meet me is my mama and papa<br />Down the road I look and there runs Mary<br />Hair of gold and lips like cherries<br />It's good to touch the green, green grass of home<br /><br />Yes, they'll all come to meet me,<br />Arm reaching, smiling sweetly<br />It's good to touch the green, green grass of home<br /><br />The old house is still standing,<br />Though the paint is cracked and dry<br />And there's that old oak tree that I used to play on<br />Down the lane I'll walk with my sweet Mary<br />Hair of gold and lips like cherries<br />It's good to touch the green, green grass of home<br /><br />Then I awake and look around me<br />At four grey walls that surround me<br />And I realize, yes I was only dreamin'<br />For there's a guard and there's a sad old padre<br />Arm and arm we'll walk at daybreak<br />Again I'll touch the green, green grass of home<br /><br />Yes, they'll all come to see me<br />In the shape of that old oak tree<br />As they lay me 'neath the green, green grass of home
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