And The Green Grass

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
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home
(Chorus)Yes, they'll all come to meet me
Arms a-reaching, smiling sweetly
It's good to touch the green, green grass 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'll walk with my sweet Mary
Hair of gold and lips like cherries
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home
Then I awake and 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 a sad old padre
Arm and arm we'll walk at daybreak
Again I'll touch the green green,grass of