Green Green Grass Of Home - Tom Jones lyrics

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'll all come to meet me

arms reaching, 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
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

Yes, they'll all come to meet me

arms reaching, smiling sweetly
It's good to touch - the green, green grass of home

Spoken:

Then I awake and look around me at four grey wall surround me

and I realize 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
Again I 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…..

# Tom Jones #

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