G                      G7 
The old hometown looks the same 
     C                  G 
As I step down from the train 
                                       D 
And there to meet me is my mama and my papa 
         G                          G7 
Down the road I look and there runs Mary 
C 
Hair of gold and lips like cherries 
     G                 D7                    G 
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home 

Verse 2: 
The old house is still standing 
Thought the paint is cracked and dry 
And 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 

Chorus 1: 
            G                  G7 
Yes they'll all come to see me 
     C 
Arms reaching, smiling sweetly 
     G                 D7                    G 
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home 

Verse 3: 
Then I awake and look around me 
To the cold gray walls that surround me 
And then I realize I was only dreaming 
For there's a guard and a sad old padre 
Arm in arm we'll walk at daybreak 
Again I'll touch the green, green grass of home 

Chorus 2: 
Yes they'll all come to see me 
In the shade of the old oak tree 
As they lay me neath the green, green grass of home