文本歌词

Green Green Grass Of Home - The Jordanaires
The old home town
Still looks the same
As I step down
From the train
And there to meet me
Is my mama
And my papa
Down the road and 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 see me
Arms are reaching
Smiling sweetly
It's so good to touch
The green green grass of home
The old house
It's still stands
To the paint
Is cracked and dry
And there's that old oak tree
That I used
To play on
Down the lane I look
And there run 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 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
Arms are reaching
Smiling sweetly
As they lay me
Neath
The green green grass of home
As they lay me
Neath
The green green grass
Of home