C# The old home town looks the same F# C# As I step down from the train G#7 And there to meet me is my mama and papa C# Down the road I look and there runs Mary F# Hair of gold and lips like cherries C# G#7 C# Itʼs good to touch the green green grass of home Yes theyʼll all come to meet me F# Arms reaching smiling sweetly C# Itʼs good to touch the G#7 C# Green green grass of home The old house is still standing F# C# Though the paint is cracked and dry G#7 And thereʼs that old oak tree that I used to play on C# Down the lane I walk and with my sweet Mary F# Hair of gold and lips like cherries C# G#7 C# Itʼs good to touch the green green grass of home Then I awake and look around me F# C# At the four gray walls that surround me G#7 And I realize that I was only dreaming C# For thereʼs a guard and thereʼs a sad old padre F# Arm and arm weʼll walk at daybreak C# G#7 C# Again Iʼll touch the green grass of home Yes theyʼll all come to see me F# In the shade of that old oak tree C# As they lay me beneath G#7 C# The green green grass of home
