Alf Robertson - Green, Green Grass of Home Lyrics

My old home town looks the same
When I step down from the train
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 come to meet me,
arms are reaching, smiling sweetly
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home

The old house is still standing
tho' the paint is cracked and dry
There's that old oak tree that I used to play on
Down the lane I walk with my sweet Mary
Hair of gold and lips like cherries
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home

Yes, they'll all come to meet me,
arms are reaching, smiling sweetly
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home
Yes it's good to touch the green, green grass of home