Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Green Green Grass of Home, artist - Tom Jones. Date of issue: 24.06.2018
Song language: English
The Green Green Grass of Home |
| The old home town 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. |
| Its good to touch the green, green grass of home. |
| Yes, theyll all come to meet me, arms reaching, smiling sweetly. |
| Its good to touch the green, green grass of home. |
| The old house is still standing tho the paint is cracked and dry, |
| And theres that old oak tree I used to play on. |
| Down the lane I walk with my sweet mary, hair of gold and lips like cherries. |
| Its good to touch the green, green grass of home. |
| Yes, theyll all come to meet me, arms reaching, smiling sweetly. |
| Its good to touch the green, green grass of home. |
| Then I awake and look around me, at four grey wall surround me And I realize that I was only dreaming. |
| For theres a guard and theres a sad old padre — |
| Arm in arm well walk at daybreak. |
| Again I touch the green, green grass of home. |
| Yes, theyll all come to see me in the shade of that old oak tree |
| As they lay me neath the green, green grass of home |