Green, Green Grass of Home George Jones (Ft. Curly Putman)

[Verse 1]
The old home town
Still looks the same
As I step down from the train
There to meet me
Is my mama and my papa
Down the road I look
And there runs Mary
Hair of gold and lips like cherry
It's good to touch the
Green, green grass of home

[Chorus]
Yes, they'll all come to see me
Arms a-reaching, smiling sweetly
When again I'll touch the
Green, green grass of home

[Verse 2]
The old home place is still standing
Though the paint is cracked and dry
There's the old oak tree
That I once used to play on
Down the lane I walk
With my sweet Mary
Hair of gold and lips like cherry
It's good to touch the
Green, green grass of home