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Intro: G# C# G# C# G# Eb7 G# The old home town, looks the same C# G# As I step down, from the train Eb7 And there to meet me, is my mama and papa G# Down the road I look and there runs Mary C# Hair of gold and lips like cherries G# Eb7 G# Eb7 It's good to touch, the green green grass of home G# G#7 Yes they'll all come to meet me C# Arms reaching, smiling sweetly G# Eb7 G# Eb7 It's good to touch, the green green grass of home G# The old house is still standing C# G# Though the paint is cracked and dry Eb7 And there's that old oak tree, that I used to play on G# Down the lane I walk with my sweet Mary C# Hair of gold and lips like cherries G# Eb7 G# Eb7 It's good to touch, the green green grass of home G# C# Then I awake and look around me G# At four gray walls that surround me Eb7 And I realize, yes I was only dreamin' G# C# For there's a guard and there's a sad old padre On and on we'll walk at daybreak G# Eb7 G# Eb7 Again I'll touch, the green green grass of home G# G#7 Yes, they'll all come to see me C# In the shade of that old oak tree G# Eb7 C# G# As they lay me 'neath, the green green grass of home...
Written by Curly Putman
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