Текст песни Roger Miller - Green Green Grass Of Home
Roger Miller - Green Green Grass Of Home слова песни
The old hometown looks the same as I step down from the trainAnd there to meet me is my mama and papaDown the road I look and there comes Mary hair of gold and lips like cherriesIt`s good to touch the green green grass of homeYes they`ve all come to meet me arms areaching smiling sweetlyIt`s so good to touch the green green grass of homeThe old house is still standing though the paint is cracked and dryAnd there`s that old oak tree that I used to play onAnd down the lane I`d walk with my sweet Mary hair of gold and lips like cherriesIt`s good to touch the green green grass of homeYes they`ve all come to meet me arms areaching smiling sweetlyLord it`s so good to touch the green green grass of homeThen I awake and look around me at four grey walls that surround meAnd I realized that I was only dreamingFor there`s a guard and there`s a sad old padre arm in arm we`ll walk at daybreakOnce 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