The old hometown looks the same
As I step down from the train
There to meet me is my mama and papa
Down the lane I look and there runs Mary
Hair of gold and lips like cherry
It's good to touch the green green grass of home
Verse #2
The old house is still standing
Though the paint is cracked and dried
There's the old oak tree that I used to play on
Down the lane I walk with my sweet Mary
Hair of gold and lips like cherry
It's so good to touch the green green grass of home
Chorus
Yes they'll all come to meet me
Arms out-reached, smelling sweetly
It's so good to touch the green green grass of home
Solo
Verse #3
Then I awake and I look around me
At the four gray walls that surround me
And I realize that I was only dreamin'
For there's the guard and there's the sad old padre
And arm-in-arm, we'll walk at daybreak
And again I'll touch the green green grass of home
Chorus
Yes they'll all come to see me
In the shade of that old oak tree
When they lay me 'neath the green green grass of home