Текст (слова) песни: Kenny Rogers - Green Green Grass of Home
The old hometown looks the same as I step down from the train And there to meet me is my mama and papa And down the road I look and there runs Mary her golden lips like cherries It`s good to touch the green green grass of home. Yes they`ve all come to meet me arms reaching smiling sweetly It`s so good to touch the green green grass of home. The old house is still standing though the paint is cracked and dry And there`s that old oak tree that I used to play on down the lane I`d walk with my sweet Mary her golden lips like cherries It`s good to touch the green green grass of home. Yes they`ve all come ...
Then I awake and look around me at the gray walls that surround me And I realized that I was only dreaming For there`s a guard and there`s a sad old padre arm in arm we`ll walk at daybreak again I`ll touch the green green grass of home. Yes they`ll all come to see me i n the shade of that old oak tree As they lay me neath the green green grass of home.
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