[Verse 1]
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 gra** of home
[Chorus]
Yes, they'll all come to see me
Arms a-reaching, smiling sweetly
When again I'll touch the
Green, green gra** of home
[Verse 2]
The old home place is still standing
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 gra** of home
[Interlude]
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 gra** of home
[Chorus]