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