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Green, green gras of home Songtext**lf**von Howard Carpendale**lf**Howard Carpendale - Green, green gras of homeQuelle: Youtube0:00**lf**3:09**lf**Green green grass of home**lf**Howard Carpendale**lf****lf**The old home town looks the same,**lf**As I step down from the train.**lf**And there to meet me is my mama and papa**lf**Down the road I look and there runs Mary**lf**Hair of gold and lips like cherries.**lf**It''s good to touch the green, green grass of home.**lf****lf**Yes, they''ll all come to meet me,**lf**All creatures smiling sweetly.**lf**It''s good to touch the green, green grass of home.**lf****lf**The old house is still standing,**lf**Though the paint is cracked and dry.**lf**And there''s an old oak tree that I used to play on.**lf**Down the lane I''ll walk with my sweet Mary.**lf**Hair of gold and lips like cherries.**lf**It''s good to touch the green, green grass of home.**lf****lf**Then I awake and look around me.**lf**I see four gray walls that''s surround me.**lf**And I realize yeah, I was only dreamin''.**lf**For you know this guard and there''s a sad old padre**lf**Arm and arm we''ll walk at daybreak.**lf**Again I''ll touch the green, green grass of home.**lf****lf**Yes, they''ll all come to meet me**lf**In the shadow of that old oak tree**lf**As they lay me beneath the green, green grass of home