Lyrics of
Green Green Grass Of Home

Green, Green Grass of Home, written by Curly Putman, tells the story of a condemned man who dreams of returning home, to the green, green grass of his home, but in reality, he is waking up not at home but in a prison cell, on the morning of his execution. The song was popularized by Tom Jones in 1966 and reflects themes of regret and redemption.

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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 a-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 and with my sweet Mary,
hair of gold and lips like cherries.
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home.

And then suddenly I awake and look around me
at the four gray 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 and arm 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.