[00:00.00]The old hometown looks the same
[00:05.49]As I step down from the train
[00:09.92]And there to meet me is my mama and my papa
[00:17.59]And down the road I look and there runs Mary
[00:22.45]Hair of gold and lips like cherries
[00:26.56]It's good to touch the green green grass of home
[00:34.63]Yes they'll all come to meet me
[00:38.81]Arms reaching, smiling sweetly
[00:42.71]It's good to touch the green green grass of home
[00:51.30]The old house is still standing
[00:55.01]Though the paint is cracked and dry
[00:59.42]And there's the old oak tree that I used to play on
[01:07.00]And down the lane I walk with my sweet Mary
[01:13.48]Hair of gold and lips like cherries
[01:16.61]It's good to touch the green green grass of home
[01:25.86]Then I awake and look around me
[01:29.56]At the four grey walls that surround me
[01:33.69]And then I realized that I was only dreaming
[01:40.77]For there's the guard and there's a sad old padre
[01:45.15]Arm in arm we'll walk at day-break
[01:48.66]Again I touch the green green grass of home
[01:53.86]They'll all come to see me
[01:56.94]In the shade of that old oak tree
[02:01.91]As they lay me beneath the green green grass of home