Daniel O'Donnell Green, Green Grass Of Home song lyrics

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(Ohhh.)

The old hometown looks the same as I step down from the train

And there to meet me is my 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.

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

It's good to touch the green, green grass of home.

(Spoken)

Then I awake and look around me

At the cold grey walls that surround me

And I realize, yeah, I was only dreaming

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

Arm in arm we'll walk at daybreak

Again I'll touch the green, green grass of home.

(Sang)

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...