G
The old home town looks the same
     C                  G
as I step down from the train
                                       D
and there to meet me is my mama and my papa
         G               G
down the road I look and there runs Mary
C
hair of gold and lips like cherries
     G                  D          D       G      C      G
it's good to touch the green green grass of home


          G           G             C
Yes, they'll all come to meet me, hands reaching, smiling sweetly
      G                 D           D      G
It's good to touch the green green grass of home



G
The old hous is still standing
        C                        G
though the paint is cracked and dry
                                         D
And there’s that old oak tree I used to play on
         G                    G
down the lane I walk with my sweet Mary
C
hair of gold and lips like cherries
     G                 D           D            G  C   G
it's good to touch the green green grass of home


(THE NEXT VERSE IS SPOKEN with very light chords
 in background)

G
Then I awake and look around me
    C                            G
At four gray walls that surround me
                        D
and I realize I as only dreaming
    G                      G
for there's a guard and a sad old padre
C
Arm in arm, we’ll walk at daybreak
      G            D          D         G
again I touch the green green grass of home


          G           G             C
Yes, they'll all come to meet me, hands reaching, smiling sweetly
      G                 D           D      G
It's good to touch the green green grass of home