[ti:Green Green Grass Of Home] [ar:Tom Jones] [al:The Best Of ... Tom Jones] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Green, Green Grass Of Home - Tom Jones [00:07.49]Written by:Curly Putman [00:14.98]The old home town looks the same [00:18.97] [00:19.73]As I step down from the train [00:24.23]And there to meet me is my mama and papa [00:32.08] [00:34.44]Down the road I look and there runs Mary [00:40.35] [00:41.13]Hair of gold and lips like cherries [00:44.34] [00:44.89]It's good to touch the green green grass of home [00:52.18] [00:54.02]Yes they'll all come to meet me [00:59.64]Arms reaching smiling sweetly [01:05.02]It's good to touch the green green grass of home [01:13.59] [01:15.40]The old house is still standing [01:18.81] [01:20.00]Tho' the paint is cracked and dry [01:24.53]And there's that old oak tree that I used to play on [01:32.71] [01:34.24]Down the lane I walk with my sweet Mary [01:41.19]Hair of gold and lips like cherries [01:45.33]It's good to touch the green green grass of home [01:53.10] [01:56.59]Then I awake and look around me [01:59.27] [02:01.30]At the four Grey walls that surround me [02:04.89] [02:06.70]And I realize yes I was only dreaming [02:11.52] [02:14.82]For there's a guard and there's a sad old padre [02:20.85] [02:21.73]Arm in arm we'll walk at daybreak [02:25.62] [02:26.32]Again I touch the green green grass of home [02:32.11] [02:34.63]Yes they'll all come to see me in the shade [02:42.88]Of that old oak tree [02:45.64]As they lay me neath the green green grass of home