Текст песни Tom Jones - Green Green Grass Of Home

Текст:

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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