GREEN, GREEN GRASS OF HOME - Elvis Presley

[00:20.200]The old home town looks the same 
[00:25.35]As I step down from the train 
[00:30.11]And there to meet me is my Mama and PaPa 
[00:40.18]Down the road I look, 
[00:43.07]and there runs Mary 
[00:46.37]Hair of gold and lips like cherries 
[00:50.67]It's good to touch the green, green grass of home 

[00:59.06](Chorus)Yes, they'll all come to meet me 
[01:04.83]Arms a-reaching, smiling sweetly 
[01:09.01]It's good to touch the green, green grass of home 
[01:19.73]The old house is still standing 
[01:24.27]Though the paint is cracked and dry 
[01:29.31]And there's that old oak tree 
[01:32.81]That I used to play on 
[01:40.97]Down the lane I'll walk with my sweet Mary 
[01:45.12]Hair of gold and lips like cherries 
[01:49.89]It's good to touch the green, green grass of home
[01:59.80]Then I awake and look around me 
[02:04.12]At the four grey walls that surround me 
[02:08.96]And I realize that I was only dreaming 
[02:17.24]For there's a guard and a sad old padre 
[02:23.63]Arm and arm we'll walk at daybreak 
[02:28.52]Again I'll touch the green green,grass of home
[02:35.89](Chorus) Yes, they'll all come to see me 
[02:42.06]in the shade of that old oak tree 
[02:46.00]As they lay me near the green, green grass of home