THE GREEN GREEN GRASS OF HOME ( Tom Jones )
  
                                                         
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The old house looks the same as I step down from the train
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And there to meet me is my mama and papa
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down the road I look and there runs Mary   hair of gold and lips like cherries
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It's good to touch the green green grass of home
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yes they'll all come up to meet me   arms reaching smiling sweetly
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it's good to touch the green green grass of home


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The old house is still standing tho' the paint is craked and dry
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and there's that old oak tree that I used to play on
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down the lane I walk with my sweet Mary   hair of gold and lips like cherries
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It's good to touch the green green grass of home
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yes they'll all come up to meet me   arms reaching smiling sweetly
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it's good to touch the green green grass of home


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Then I awake and look around me at four gray walls that surround me
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and I realize I was only dreaming 
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for there's a guard and there's a sad old padre   arm in arm we'll walk at daybreak
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It's good to touch the green green grass of home
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yes they'll all come up to meet me in the shade of that old oak tree
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As they lay me 'neath the green green grass of home