Tom Jones Green Green Grass Of Home LRC歌詞

The old home town looks the same,
As I step down from the train
And there to meet me is my mamma and my poppa
Down the road I look, and there runs Mary,
Hair of gold and lips like cherries,
It's good to touch the green, green gra*s of home

Yes, they'll all come to meet me, Arms areaching, smiling sweetly,
It's good to touch the green, green gra*s 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'll walk with my sweet Mary,
Hair of gold and lips like cherries
It's good to touch the green, green gra*s of home.

Then I awake and look around me,
At the four gray walls that surround me,
And I realize .Yes I was only dreaming,
For there's a guard and a sad old padre,
Arm in arm we'll walk at daybreak,
Again I'll touch the green green gra*s 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*s of home