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 Green green  of home
 
 The old home town looks  same as I step down from the train,
 and there to meet me is  Mama and Papa.
 Down the road I  and there runs Mary hair of gold and lips like cherries.
 It's good to touch the green, green  of home.
  they'll all come to meet me, arms reaching, smiling sweetly.
 It's good to touch the green, green grass of 
 The old house is still  tho' the paint is cracked and dry,
 and there's that old oak  I used to play on.
 
 Down the lane I walk with my sweet Mary, hair of gold and  like cherries.
 It's good to touch the green, green grass  home.
 Yes,  all come to meet me, arms reaching, smiling sweetly.
 It's good to touch the green, green grass  home.
 
 [spoken:]
 
  I awake and look around me, at four grey wall surround me
 and I realize that I was only 
 For  a guard and there's a sad old padre -
  in arm we'll walk at daybreak.
 Again I touch the green, green grass of 
 Yes, they'll all come to see me in the shade of that  oak tree
 as they lay me neath the  green grass of home.