Tom: E
B A E B A E
[Verse]
E
The old home town looks the same
A E
as I step down from the train
B
And there to meet me is my mama and papa
E
Down the road I look and there runs Mary,
A
hair of gold and lips like cherries.
E B A
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home.
[Chorus]
E A
Yes,they'll all come to meet me arms a-reaching, smiling sweetly;
E B A
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home.
[Verse 2]
E A E
The old house is still standing, though the paint is cracked and dry,
B
And there's that old oak tree that I used to play on
E
Down the lane I walk and with my sweet Mary,
A
hair of gold and lips like cherries.
E B A
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home.
[Bridge]
E
And then suddenly I awake and look around me
A E
at the four gray walls that surround me
B
and I realize that I was only dreaming.
E
For there's a guard and there's a sad old padre
A
Arm and arm we'll walk at daybreak
E B A
again I'll touch the green, green grass of home
[Chorus]
E A
Yes, they'll all come to see me in the shade of that old oak tree;
E B A E
As they lay me 'neath the green, green grass of home.
