Green Green Grass Of Home

[G] The old home town looks the same 

 As I [C] step down from the [G] train

 And there to meet me is my mama and [D7] papa

 

 Down the [G] road I look and there runs Mary

 [C] air of gold and lips like [Bm] cherries

 It's [G] good to touch the [D7] green, green grass of [G] home.

 

 [G] Yes,they'll all come to meet me arms [C] a-reaching, smiling sweetly;

 It's [G] good to touch the [D7] green, green grass of [G] home

 

 The old [G] house is still standing

 Though the [C] paint is cracked and [G] dry

 And there's that old oak tree that I used to [D7] play on

 

 Down the [G] lane I walk and with my sweet Mary

 [C] Bair of gold and lips like [Bm] cherries

 It's [G] good to touch the [D7] green, green grass of [G] home

 

 Speaking: [G] And then suddenly I awake and look around me

 at the [C] four gray walls that [G] surround me 

 and I realize that I was only [D7] dreaming

 For there's a [G] guard and there's a sad old padre

 [C] Arm and arm we'll walk at daybreak 

 [G] again I'll touch the green, [D7] green grass of [G] home

 

 [G] Yes, they'll all come to see me in the [C] shade of that old oak tree;

 As [G] they lay me 'neath the [D7] green, green grass of [C] [G] home.