Bill Anderson - Green Green Gra** Of Home lyrics

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 road 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 And there's that 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 good to touch the green, green, gra** of home Yes, they'll all come to meet me Arms reaching, smiling sweetly It's good to touch the green, green, gra** of home Then I awake and look around me At the four gray walls that surround me And I realize that I was only dreaming There's a guard and there's a sad old padre arm in arm We'll walk at daybreak and again I'll touch the green, green, gra** of home 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 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