[00:13.16]The old home town looks the same since I step down from the train
[00:25.54]And there to meet me was my mama and papa
[00:38.82]Down the lane I look and there runs Mary, hair of gold and lips like cherries
[00:50.83]It's good to touch the green, green grass of home.
[01:02.32]The old house is still standing though the paint is cracked and dry
[01:14.39]And there's the old oak tree that I used to play on
[01:27.83]Down the lane I'll walk with my sweet Mary, hair of gold and lips like cherries
[01:40.20]It's good to touch the green, green grass of home.
[01:52.20]And they'll all come to see me, arms reaching, smiling sweetly
[02:04.95]It's good to touch the green, green grass of home.
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[02:42.23]Then I awake and look around me at the cold gray walls that surround me
[02:55.05]And I realize that I was only dreamin'
[03:06.98]'Cause there stands the guard and a sad old padre and arm and arm they'll walk at daybreak
[03:20.11]And again I'll touch the green, green grass of home.
[03:32.18]Yes, they'll all come to see me by the shade of the old oak tree
[03:45.18]And they lay me meet the green, green grass of home.