Roy Clark - Green, Green Grass Of Home текст 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.
Chorus:
It´s good to touch the green green grass of home.
Yes they´ll all come to meet me, arms reaching, smiling sweetly.
It´s good to touch the 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
Chorus
Spoken:
Then I awake and look around me, at four grey walls surrounding me
and I realize yes I was only dreaming.
For there´s a guard and there´s a sad old padre - arm in arm we walk at daybreak.
Again I touch the green green grass of home.
Yes they´ll all come to see me in the shade of that old oak tree
As they leave me 'neath the green green grass of home.
Yes they´ll all come to meet me, arms reaching, smiling sweetly.
It´s good to touch the green green grass of home.