[Intro]
                          


[Verse 1]
    
The old home t

own looks the 

same
             
As I step down

          
 from the trai

n
              
And there to m

             
eet me is my m

    
ama      and p


apa
             
Down the road 

            
I look, and th

ere runs Mary
             
Hair of gold, 

              
and lips like 

 
cherries
             
It's good to t

            
ouch the green

            
, green grass 

              
of home.


[Chorus]
          
Yes, they'll a

           
ll come to mee

t me,
             
Arms reaching,

              
 smiling sweet

    
ly
             
It's good to t

            
ouch the green

            
, green grass 

            
of home


[Verse 2]
             
The old house 

         
is still stand

ing
             
Though the pai

              
nt is cracked 

    
and dry
              
And there's th

             
at old oak tre

              
e 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 t

            
ouch the green

          
, green grass 

              
of home


[Verse 3]

Then I awake, 

and look aroun

d me
             
At four grey w

              
alls that surr

 
ound me
             
And I realise,

              
 yes, I was on

            
ly dreaming
              
For there's a 

             
guard, and the

       
re's a sad old

 Padre
             
Arm in arm we'

           
ll walk at day

 
break
             
Again I'll tou

             
ch the green, 

            
green grass of

           
 home.


[Chorus]
          
Yes, they'll a

           
ll come to see

 me
             
In the shade o

              
f that old oak

  
 tree
             
As they lay me

             
 'neath the gr

          
een, green gra

                 
ss of home