[00:03.22]The old hometown looks the same as I step down from the train
[00:12.03]And there to meet me is my mama and papa
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[00:21.36]Down the road I look and there runs Mary hair of gold and lips like cherries
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[00:30.88]It＇s good to touch the green green grass of home
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[00:39.88]Yes they＇ll all come to meet me arms areaching smiling sweetly
[00:48.75]
[00:50.19]It＇s good to touch the green green grass of home
[00:55.82]
[00:59.57]The old house is still standing though the paint is cracked and dry
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[01:08.33]And there＇s that old oak tree that I used to play on
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[01:17.46]Down the lane I walk with my sweet Mary hair of gold and lips like cherries
[01:27.19]
[01:27.75]It＇s good to touch the green green grass of home
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[01:39.51]Then I awake and look around me at four grey walls that surround me
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[01:49.26]And I realize that I was only dreaming
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[01:55.63]For there＇s a guard and there＇s that sad old padre arm in arm we＇ll walk at daybreak
[02:06.57]And again I＇ll touch the green green grass of home
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[02:13.45]Yes they＇ll all come to see me in the shade of that old oak tree
[02:23.51]As they lay me neath the green green grass of home