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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 reaching, smiling sweetly.
It's good to touch the green, green, grass of home.
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.
Yes, they'll all come to meet me, arms reaching, smiling sweetly.
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home.
Then I awake and look around me, at the four grey walls that surround me
and I realize, yes, 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 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.
- Álbum:
- Miscellaneous
- The Wild Side of Life
- Country Masters: Tex Williams
- Green Green Grass At Home
- Deck Of Cards
- Tex From Texas - [The Dave Cash Collection]
- Thunder on the River
- Highlights from Melody Ranch Vol. 7
- The History of Country & Western Music
- The Road to Nashville: A History of Country Music 1926-1953
- All Time Top 100 #1 Country Classics
- Country & Western
- The History of Rock Times, Volume 2: 1947-1948
- The History of Rock Times, 1945-52
- Fill It! - Songs You Must Have Heard
- Cowboy’s Dream: The Best of Country Vol 1
- Country Western (10 Volume Set)
- Goodbye My Heart
- Time Will Tell
- Gonna Paint the Town Red