Roger Miller - Green, Green Grass of Home lyrics
[Roger Miller - Green, Green Grass of Home lyrics]
The old hometown 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 comes Mary
Hair of gold and lips like cherries
It's good to touch the green
Green grass of home
Yes they've all come to meet
Me arms areaching 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
And down the lane I'd 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've all come to meet
Me arms areaching smiling sweetly
Lord it's so 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 realized 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
Once 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 neath the
Green green grass of home
I step down from the train
And there to meet me is my mama and papa
Down the road I look and there comes Mary
Hair of gold and lips like cherries
It's good to touch the green
Green grass of home
Yes they've all come to meet
Me arms areaching 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
And down the lane I'd 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've all come to meet
Me arms areaching smiling sweetly
Lord it's so 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 realized 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
Once 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 neath the
Green green grass of home