Green, Green Grass of Home lyrics

The old home town looks the same

As I step down from the train

And there to meet me is my mama and my papa

Down the road I look and there comes Mary

Hair of gold and lips like cherries

It's 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 the 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 all come to meet me

Arms are reaching, smiling sweetly

It's good to touch the green, green grass of home

Then I awake and look around me

To the cold gray walls that surround me

And then I realize, that I was only dreaming

There's a guard and a sad old padre

Arm and arm we walk at daybreak

Again I touch the green, green grass of home

Yes, we'll all be together

In the shade of the old oak tree

When we meet beneath the green, green grass of home

• Artist:Joan Baez