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The old home town
look the same
as I step down
from the train
And there to meet me
is my Ma ma and Papa
And 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 are 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
Then I awake
and look around me
At 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'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