Green, Green Grass Of Home

Green, Green Grass Of Home (家里绿色的草) - Porter Wagoner

The old hometown looks the same

As I step down from the train

And there to meet me is my mama and papa

And down the road I look

And there runs Mary

Hair of gold and lips like cherries

It＇s good to touch the green

Green grass of home

Yes they＇ve all come to meet me

Arms are reached smiling sweetly

It＇s so good to touch the green

Green grass 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

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 grass of home

Then I awake and look around me

At these four gray 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

When again I＇ll touch the green

Green grass of home

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