Green green grass of home

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[G]The old home town looks the same

As I [C]step down from the [G]train

And there to meet me is my mama and [D7]papa

Down the [G]road I look and there runs Mary

[C]air of gold and lips like [Bm]cherries

It’s [G]good to touch the [D7]green, green grass of [G]home.

[G]Yes,they’ll all come to meet me arms [C]a-reaching, smiling sweetly;

It’s [G]good to touch the [D7]green, green grass of [G]home

The old [G]house is still standing

Though the [C]paint is cracked and [G]dry

And there’s that old oak tree that I used to [D7]play on

Down the [G]lane I walk and with my sweet Mary

[C]Bair of gold and lips like [Bm]cherries

It’s [G]good to touch the [D7]green, green grass of [G]home

Speaking: [G]And then suddenly I awake and look around me

at the [C]four gray walls that [G]surround me

and I realize that I was only [D7]dreaming

For there’s a [G]guard and there’s a sad old padre

[C]Arm and arm we’ll walk at daybreak

[G]again I’ll touch the green, [D7]green grass of [G]home

[G]Yes, they’ll all come to see me in the [C]shade of that old oak tree;

As [G]they lay me ‘neath the [D7]green, green grass of [C][G]home.

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