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Green, Green Grass Of Home - Huck Baxter
The old home town looks the same
As I step down from the train
And there to meet me was my mama and papa
Down the road I look and there runs Mary
Hair of gold and the lips like cherries
It's good to touch the green green grass of home
Yes they'll all come to meet me
Arms reachin' 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 road I look and there runs Mary
Hair of gold and the lips like cherries
It's good to touch the green green grass of home
Then I awake and look around me
At four gray walls that surround me
Any now I realize
That I was only dreamin'
For There's a guard and there's a sad old padre
Arm and arm we'll walk at daybreak
And again I'll touch the green green grass of home
Yes they'll all come to see me
In the shade of that old tree
As I lay me in the green green grass of home
As I lay me in the green green grass of home
