Porter Wagoner — Green Green Grass of Home

Verse 1: 
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The old home town looks the same  
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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, 
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hair of gold and lips like cherries. 
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It's good to touch the green, green grass of home. 
  
Chorus: 
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Yes, they'll all come to meet me arms a-reaching, smiling sweetly; 
      D                 A                     D      
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home. 
 
Verse 2:
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The old house is still standing, 
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though the paint is cracked 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 and with my sweet Mary, 
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hair of gold and lips like cherries. 
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It's good to touch the green, green grass of home. 
 
Bridge: 
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And then suddenly I awake and look around me 
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at the four gray walls that surround me  
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and I realize that I was only dreaming. 
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For there's a guard and there's a sad old padre 
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Arm and arm we'll walk at daybreak  
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again I'll touch the green, green grass of home 
  
Chorus:
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Yes, they'll all come to see me in the shade of that old oak tree; 
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As they lay me 'neath the green, green grass of home.