Roy Black
Roy Black - Green green grass of home lyrics
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The old home town looks the same As I step down from the train, And there to meet me Is my mama and old 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 see me, Arms reaching out, and smiling sweetly. It's good to touch The green, green grass of home. The old house is still standing Tho' the paint is cracked and dry, There's an old oak tree That I used to play on. There’s a gide and a sudden parking On and on I woke till daybreak It's good to touch The green, green grass of home. Yes, they'll all come to see me, Arms reaching out, and smiling sweetly. It's good to touch The green, green grass of home. There’s a gide and a sudden parking On and on I woke till daybreak It's good to touch The green, green grass of home. Yes, they'll all come to see me, Arms reaching out, and smiling sweetly. It's good to touch The green, green grass of home.