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Green Green Grass Of Home - Die Campbells

The old home town looks the same

As I step down from the train

And there to meet me is my mama and papa

Down the road I look and there runs Mary

Hair of gold and the lips like cherries

It's good to touch the green

Green grass of home

Yes they'll all come to meet me

Arms reachin' smiling sweetly

It's good to touch the green

Green grass of home

Then I awake and look around me

At four gray walls that surround me

And I realize that I was only dreamin'

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

Arm and arm we'll walk at daybreak again

I'll touch the green green grass of home

And yes they'll all come to see me

In the shade of that old oak tree

As I lay me beneath the green

Green grass of home

As I lay me beneath the green

Green grass of home