The old home town looks the same as I step down from the train
and there to meet me is Mama and my 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
verse 2
The old house is still standing, tho' 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
verse 3
Then I awake and look around me, at these four grey walls that surround me
Then I realize that I was only dreaming
There's a guard and a sad old padre
Arm in arm we'll walk at daybreak
Again I touch the green green grass of home
Outro
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