Текст песни Tom Jones - Green, green grass of home
Tom Jones - Green, green grass of home слова песни
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 lips like cherries
It`s good to touchThe green, green grass of home.
Yes, they`ll all come to meet me
Arms raching smiling sweetly
It`s good to touchThe green, green grass of home.
The old house is still standing,
Tho` the paint is cracked and dry.
And there`s that old oak tree
That I used to play on.
Down the lane I walk with my sweet Mary
Hair of gold and lips like cherries
It`s good to touch
the green, green grass of home.
Yes, they`ll...
Then Iawake and look around me,
At four green walls, that surround me.
And I realize, I was only dreamig
For there`s a guardAnd there`s a sad old padre,
Arm in arm we`ll walk at daybreak
Again, I`ll touchthe green, green grass of home.
Yes, they`ll all come to see me
In the shade of that old oak tree
As they lay me
`neath the green, green grass of home.