Green Green Grass Of Home — текст песни (Roger Miller)

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 comes Mary hair of gold and lips like cherries
It`s good to touch the green green grass of home
Yes they`ve all come to meet me arms areaching smiling sweetly
It`s so 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
And down the lane I`d 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`ve all come to meet me arms areaching smiling sweetly
Lord it`s so good to touch the green green grass of home
Then I awake and look around me at four grey walls that surround me
And I realized that I was only dreaming
For there`s a guard and there`s a sad old padre arm in arm we`ll walk at daybreak
Once 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