Roger Miller - Green Green Gra** of Home lyrics

The old hometown 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 comes Mary hair of gold and lips like cherries It's good to touch the green green gra** of home Yes they've all come to meet me arms areaching smiling sweetly It's so good to touch the green green gra** 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 And down the lane I'd walk with my sweet Mary hair of gold and lips like cherries It's good to touch the green green gra** of home Yes they've all come to meet me arms areaching smiling sweetly Lord it's so good to touch the green green gra** of home Then I awake and look around me at four grey 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 Once again I'll touch the green green gra** 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 gra** of home