Dean Martin
The Green Green Grass Of Home
The old home town looks the sameAs I step down from the trainAnd there to meet me is my mama and papaDown the road, I look and there runs MaryHair of gold and lips like cherriesIt's good to touch the green, green grass of homeYes, they'll all come to meet meArms a'reaching, smiling sweetlyIt's good to touch the green, green grass of homeThe old house is still standingThough the paint is cracked and dryAnd there's that old oak tree that I used to play onDown the lane I walk and with my sweet MaryHair of gold and lips like cherriesIt's good to touch the green, green grass of homeThen I awake and look around meAt four gray walls that surround meAnd I realize that I was only dreamingFor there's a guard and there's a sad old padreArm and arm, we'll walk at daybreakLetras de cancionesAgain I'll touch the green, green grass of homeYes, they'll all come to see meIn the shade of that old oak treeAs they lay me 'neath the green, green grass of home
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