A# The old home town looks the same D# A# As I step down from the train F7 And there to meet me is my mama and papa A# Down the road I look and there runs Mary D# Hair of gold and lips like cherries A# F7 A# Itʼs good to touch the green green grass of home Yes theyʼll all come to meet me D# Arms reaching smiling sweetly A# Itʼs good to touch the F7 A# Green green grass of home The old house is still standing D# A# Though the paint is cracked and dry F7 And thereʼs that old oak tree that I used to play on A# Down the lane I walk and with my sweet Mary D# Hair of gold and lips like cherries A# F7 A# Itʼs good to touch the green green grass of home Then I awake and look around me D# A# At the four gray walls that surround me F7 And I realize that I was only dreaming A# For thereʼs a guard and thereʼs a sad old padre D# Arm and arm weʼll walk at daybreak A# F7 A# Again Iʼll touch the green grass of home Yes theyʼll all come to see me D# In the shade of that old oak tree A# As they lay me beneath F7 A# The green green grass of home
