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 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
There?s a gide and a sudden parking
On and on I woke till daybreak
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
Solo
There?s a gide and a sudden parking
On and on I woke till daybreak
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