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Green Grass of Home - Mike Anderson
Composed by：Curly Putnam
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 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 areaching 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 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
I awake and look around me
At the four grey walls that 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
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 oak tree
As they lay me neath the green
Green grass of home
