Conway Twitty - Green, Green Grass Of Home Lyrics

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The old hometown

Looks the same

As I step down from the train

And there to meet me

Was my mama and my papa.

And down the road

I look and there runs Mary

Hair of gold and lips, like cherry

It's good to touch the

Green, green grass of home.

Yes, they'll all come to meet me

Arms areached and smiling sweetly

It's so good to touch the

Green, green grass of home.

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The old house is still standing

Though 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 cherry

It's good to touch the

Green, green grass of home.

--- Instrumental ---

(Spoken)

Then I awoke

And look around me

To the four grey walls that surround me

And I realize that I was only dreaming

For there's a guard

And there's a sad old padre, arm in arm

We'll walk at daybreak

Then again I'll touch the

Green, green grass of home.

(Sang)

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...

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