Green Green Grass of Home Songtext
von Die Campbells
Green Green Grass of Home Songtext
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
yes it′s good to touch
the green green grass of home
yes they've 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 paint is cracked and dry
and there's that old old 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
yes they′ll all come to meet me
arms reaching smiling sweetly
it's good to touch
the green green grass of home
and i look and look around me
at the grey walls that surround me
and i realize that i was only dreaming
for there′s a gaurd and there's a sad old padre
arm in arm we′ll walk at daybreak
again i touch the green green grass of home
and yes they'll all come to see me
in the shade of that old oak tree
as they lay me beneath the green green grass of home
as they lay me beneath the green green grass of home
as they lay me beneath the green green grass of home
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
yes it′s good to touch
the green green grass of home
yes they've 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 paint is cracked and dry
and there's that old old 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
yes they′ll all come to meet me
arms reaching smiling sweetly
it's good to touch
the green green grass of home
and i look and look around me
at the grey walls that surround me
and i realize that i was only dreaming
for there′s a gaurd and there's a sad old padre
arm in arm we′ll walk at daybreak
again i touch the green green grass of home
and yes they'll all come to see me
in the shade of that old oak tree
as they lay me beneath the green green grass of home
as they lay me beneath the green green grass of home
as they lay me beneath the green green grass of home
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