Green, Green Grass of Home Elvis Presley

[Verse 1]
The old hometown looks the same
As I step down from the train
And there to meet me is my Mama and Papa
Down the road, I look and there runs Mary
Hair of gold and lips like cherries
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home

[Chorus]
Yes, they'll all come to meet me
All creatures smiling sweetly
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home

[Verse 2]
The old house is still standing
Though the paint is cracked and dry
And there's that old oak tree that I used to play on
Down the lane, I'll walk with my sweet Mary
Hair of gold and lips like cherries
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home

[Chorus]
Yes, they'll all come to meet me
Arms reaching, smiling sweetly
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home