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