The Green Green Grass of Home

Tom Jones

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 all come to meet me
Out 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 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 grey walls that surround me

And I realise yes I was only dreaming
For there's a God and there's
a sad old Pedr'e

On and on we'll walk at daybreak
Again I'll 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 beneath the green

green grass of home.

Soft karaoke
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Melody
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