Green Green Grass Of Home — текст песни (Claude King)

It`s good to touch the green green grass of home
The old hometown looks the same as I step down from the train
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
The old house is still standing though the paint is cracked and dry
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 areaching smiling sweetly
It`s good to touch the green green grass of home
Then I awake and I look around me at the four grey walls that surround me
And I realize that yes I realize I was only dreamin`
There`s a guard and there`s that sad old padre arm in arm we`ll walk at daybreak
And again I`ll 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