Green Green Grass Of Home Lyrics - The Statler Brothers

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 

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 

Then I awake and look around me 

At four gray walls that surround me 

And I realize, yes, I was only dreaming 

For there's a guard and there's a sad old padre 

On and on we'll walk at daybreak 

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