Charley Pride - Green, Green Grass Of Home Lyrics
It's good to touch the green, green gra-ass of homeThe old home town looks the sa-ameAs I step down from the trainAnd there to meet me is my mamma and pappaAnd down the road I look, and there runs MaryHair of gold and lips like cherriesIt's good to touch the green, green gra-ass of ho-omeYes, they'll all come to meet meArms a-reaching, smiling sweetlyIt's good to touch the green, green gra-ass of ho-ome,The old house is still standing'Though the paint is cracked and dryAnd there's that old oak treeThat I-I used to play onAnd down the lane I walk with my-y sweet MaryHair of gold and lips like cherriesIt's good to touch the green, green grass of ho-omeYes, they'll all come to meet meArms a-reaching, smiling sweetlyIt's good to touch the green, green gra-ass of ho-omeThen I awake, and look aroundAt the grey walls that surroundAnd I realize that I was o-only dreamingFor there's a guard and a there's a sad old padreArm in arm we'll walk at daybreakAgain, I'll touch the green, green gra-ass of ho-omeYes, they'll all come to see meIn the shade of that old oak treeAs they lay me 'neath the green, green gra-ass of ho-ome