[00:00.000] 作词 : Curly Putman[00:01.000] 作曲 : Curly Putman[00:10]The old home town looks the same[00:15]As I step down from the train[00:19]And there to meet me is my mamma and my poppa[00:28]Down the road I look, and there runs Mary[00:34]Hair of gold and lips like cherries[00:39]It's good to touch the green, green grass of home[00:47]Yes, they'll all come to meet me, Arms areaching, smiling sweetly[00:57]It's good to touch the green, green grass of home[01:07]The old house is still standing,Though the paint is cracked and dry[01:16]And there's that old oak tree, That I used to play on[01:24]Down the lane I'll walk with my sweet Mary[01:31]Hair of gold and lips like cherries[01:35]It's good to touch the green, green grass of home[01:48]Then I awake and look around me[01:51]At the four gray walls that surround me[01:56]And I realize .Yes I was only dreaming[02:02]For there's a guard and a sad old padre[02:08]Arm in arm we'll walk at daybreak[02:12]Again I'll touch the green green grass of home[02:21]Yes they'll all come to see me in the shade of that old oak tree[02:30]As they lay me neath the green green grass of home