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Green green grass of home

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[G] The old home town looks the same As I [C] step down from the [G] train And there to meet me is my mama and [D7] papa Down the [G] road I look and there runs Mary [C] air of gold and lips like [Bm] cherries It's [G] good to touch the [D7] green, green grass of [G] home. [G] Yes,they'll all come to meet me arms [C] a-reaching, smiling sweetly; It's [G] good to touch the [D7] green, green grass of [G] home The old [G] house is still standing Though the [C] paint is cracked and [G] dry And there's that old oak tree that I used to [D7] play on Down the [G] lane I walk and with my sweet Mary [C] Bair of gold and lips like [Bm] cherries It's [G] good to touch the [D7] green, green grass of [G] home Speaking: [G] And then suddenly I awake and look around me at the [C] four gray walls that [G] surround me and I realize that I was only [D7] dreaming For there's a [G] guard and there's a sad old padre [C] Arm and arm we'll walk at daybreak [G] again I'll touch the green, [D7] green grass of [G] home [G] Yes, they'll all come to see me in the [C] shade of that old oak tree; As [G] they lay me 'neath the [D7] green, green grass of [C] [G] home.

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