Green Green Grass Of Home - Tom Jones
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As I step down from the train
And there to meet me is my Mama and Papa
And 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
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Though the paint is cracked and dry
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Then I awake and look around me
At four grey walls that surround me
And I realize that I was only dreaming
For there's a guard and there's a sad old Padre
Arm in arm,we'll walk at daybreak
Again,I'll touch the green green grass of home
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Yes,they'll all come to see me In the shade
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