[ti:Green, Green Grass Of Home] [ar:Johnny Cash] [al:At Folsom Prison (International iTunes Version)] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Green, Green Grass of Home (Live at Folsom State Prison, Folsom, CA|2nd Show|- January 1968) - Johnny Cash [00:00.89]Written by:C. PUTMAN/Curly Putma [00:01.78]The old home town looks the same [00:07.47]As I step down from the train [00:11.97]And there to meet me is my mama and my papa [00:21.33]Down the road I look and there comes Mary [00:27.79]Hair of gold and lips like cherries [00:31.81]It's good to touch the green green grass of home [00:40.63]The old house is still standing [00:45.49]Though the paint is cracked and dry [00:49.98]And there's the old oak tree that I used to play on [00:59.02]Down the lane I walk with my sweet Mary [01:05.47]Hair of gold and lips like cherries [01:09.17]It's good to touch the green green grass of home [01:17.71]Yes they'll all come to see me [01:23.06]Arms reaching smiling sweetly [01:27.83]It's good to touch the green green grass of home [01:37.08]Then I awake and look around me [01:41.96]At the four gray walls that surround me [01:47.43]And I realize that I was only dreaming [01:55.66]For there's a guard and there's a sad old padre [02:01.56]Arm in arm we'll walk at daybreak [02:05.46]Again I'll touch the green green grass of home [02:13.97]Yes they'll all come to see me [02:19.24]In the shade of the old oak tree [02:23.97]As they lay me 'neath the green green grass of home