The old home town 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 runs mary Hair of gold and lips like cherries Yes it's good to touch The green green grass of home Yes they've all come to meet me Arms reaching smiling sweetly It's 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 old tree that i used to play on Down the lane I'll 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'll all come to meet me Arms reaching smiling sweetly It's good to touch The green green grass of home And i look and look around me At the grey walls that surround me And i realize that i was only dreaming For there's a gaurd and there's a sad old padre Arm in arm we'll walk at daybreak Again i touch the green green grass of home And yes they'll all come to see me In the shade of that old oak tree As they lay me beneath the green green grass of home As they lay me beneath the green green grass of home As they lay me beneath the green green grass of home