Green, Green Grass Of Home

The old home town looks the same
As I step off the train
Meeting every train in my mind's eye
Till the man in mail came
Hair like gold, lips like cherry
It's good to touch the green
Green grass of home
Green, green grass of home
Green green grass of home
Only dream I know of is to
Be found hair like gold, lips like a cherry
It's good to touch the green
Green grass of home
They'll all come to greet me
On the steps of my sweet dream
It's good I dreamt the green
Green grass of home
I wait and look around me at
The broken walls that surround me
And out here I was on the ground
There's a garden in the path of
Progress unharmed through winter's day break
Then I'll touch the green
Green grass of home
They'll all come to greet me from the
Chains of the old dark hollow
The green, green grass of home
They'll all come to greet me on the steps
My sweet dream