文本歌词

Green, Green Grass of Home - Bobby Bare
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
Yes they'll all come to meet me
Arms reaching smiling sweetly
It's so 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 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 yes
I was only dreaming
For there's a guard and
There's a sad old padre
Arm in arm we'll walk at daybreak
Again I touch the green
Green grass 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 grass of home