Micke Ahlgrens - Green, Green Grass of Home Lyrics

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

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

The old house is still standing
Tho' the paint is cracked and rotten
And there's that old oak tree that I used to play in
Down the lane I walk with my sweet Mary
Hair of gold and lips like cherries
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home

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

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

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

Yes, it good to touch the green, green grass of home