[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...