[Verse 1]
The old home town looked the same
As he stepped down from the train
And there to meet him was his mama and his papa
Down the road he looked, and there was Mary
Hair of gold and lips like cherries
It was good to touch the green, green grass of home

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

[Verse 2]
And the old house was still standing
Though the paint was cracked and dry
And there's that old oak tree that he used to play on
Down the lane he walked with his sweet Mary
Hair of gold and lips like cherries
It was good to touch thе green, green grass of home

[Chorus]
Yes, they'll all comе to meet him
Arms reaching, smiling sweetly
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home
[Bridge]
Then he awoke and looked around him
At the four gray walls that surround him
And he realized that he was only dreaming
Only dreaming
For there's a guard and there's a sad old padre
And arm in arm they'll all walk at daybreak
Where once again he'll touch the green, green grass of home

[Outro]
Yes, they'll all come to see him
In the shade of that old oak tree
As they lay him 'neath the green, green grass of home
(The green, green grass of home)