Текст песни Claude King - Green Green Grass Of Home
Claude King - Green Green Grass Of Home слова песни
It`s good to touch the green green grass of homeThe old hometown looks the same as I step down from the trainThere to meet me is my mama and papaDown the road I look and there runs Mary hair of gold and lips like cherriesIt`s good to touch the green green grass of homeThe old house is still standing though the paint is cracked and dryThere`s that old oak tree that I used to play onDown the lane I walk with my sweet Mary hair of gold and lips like cherriesIt`s good to touch the green green grass of homeYes they`ll all come to meet me arms areaching smiling sweetlyIt`s good to touch the green green grass of homeThen I awake and I look around me at the four grey walls that surround meAnd I realize that yes I realize I was only dreamin`There`s a guard and there`s that sad old padre arm in arm we`ll walk at daybreakAnd again I`ll touch the green green grass of homeYes they`ll all come to see me in the shade of that old oak treeAs they lay me neath the green green grass of home