Bobby Bare – Green Green Grass Of Home (Guitar)

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The old home town looks the same

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as I step down from the train

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And there to meet me is my mama and papa

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Down the road I look and there runs Mary,

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hair of gold and lips like cherries.

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It's good to touch the green, green grass of home.

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Yes,they'll all come to meet me arms a-reaching, smiling sweetly;

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It's 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,

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And there's that old oak tree that I used to play on

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Down the lane I walk and with my sweet Mary,

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hair of gold and lips like cherries.

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It's good to touch the green, green grass of home.

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And then suddenly I awake and look around me

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at the four gray walls that surround me

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and I realize that I was only dreaming.

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For there's a guard and there's a sad old padre

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Arm and arm we'll walk at daybreak

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again I'll touch the green, green grass of home

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Yes, they'll all come to see me in the shade of that old oak tree;

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As they lay me 'neath the green, green grass of home.