[Verse 1]
The old hometown looks the same as i step down from the train
And there to meet me is my mama and papa
Down the lane i look and there runs mary hair of gold and lips like cherries
It's good to touch the green, green gra** of home
The old house is still standing though the paint is cracked and dry
There's the old oak tree that i used to play on
Down the lane i walk with my sweet mary hair of gold and lips like cherries
It's so good to touch the green, green gra** of home
[Chorus]
Yes they'll all come to meet me arms a reached smiling sweetly
It's so good to touch the green, green gra** of home
[Verse 2]
Then i awake and look around me at the four grey walls that surround me
And i realized that i was only dreaming
For there's a guard and there's that sad old padre
Arm in arm we'll walk at daybreak
And again i'll touch the green, green gra** of home
[Chorus]
Yes, they'll all come to see me in the shade of that old oak tree
As they lay me neath the green, green gra** of home...