Текст (слова) песни: Tom Jones - Green, green grass of home
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.
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