The old home town looks the same
As I step down from the train and there to meet me
Stood my mama and papa
Down the road I looked
And there ran mary hair of gold and lips like cherries
It's good to touch the green green grass of home
Yes they all come to meet me
Arms reaching smiling sweetly
It's good to touch the green green grass of home
The old house is still standing
Though the pain 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 grass of home
Then I awake and look around me
At four gray walls that surround me
And I realize yes I was only dreaming
Well there's a garden there and there's a saddle piling
On and on we'll walk at daybreak again
I'll touch the green green grass of home
Yes they all come to see me
In the shade of that old oak tree
As they lay me beneath the green green grass of home
Party Tyme
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