Video de Green, Green Grass Of Home

The old home town looks the same as I step down from the train
And there meet me is my Mama and my 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

The old house is still standing tho' 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
Yes, they'll all come to meet me, arms reaching, smiling sweetly
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home

Then I awake and look around me, to the four grey wall that surround me
And then I realize that I was only dreaming
There's a guard and sad old padre
Arm in arm we'll walk at daybreak
Again I touch the green, green grass of home
Yes, they'll all meet together in the shade of that old oak tree
As we neath indeed the green, green grass of home