Letra de Green, Green Grass Of Home - Elvis Presley

The old home town looks the same,
As I step down from the train,
And there to meet me is 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 be there to meet me,
All creatures smiling sweetly
It�s good to touch the green, green grass of home
The old house is still standing,
Though the paint is cracked and dry
And there�s an old oak tree that I used to play on
Down the lane I�ll walk with my sweet Mary
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Hair of gold and lips like cherries
It�s good to touch the green, green grass of home
Then I awake and look around me
Cold gray walls surround me
And I realize that I was only dreamin�
There�s a guard and there�s a sad old padre
Arm and arm we�ll walk at daybreak
Again I�ll touch the green, green grass of home
Yes, they�ll all be there to meet me
In the shadow of that old oak tree
As they lay me beneath the green, green grass of home