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GThe old hometown looks the same
As I Cstep down from the Gtrain
There to meet me is my mama and Dpapa
Down the Glane I look and there runs Mary
CHair of gold and lips like cherry
It's Ggood to touch the Dgreen green grass of Ghome
GThe old house is still standing
Though Cthe paint is cracked and Gdried
There's the old oak tree that I used to Dplay on
Down the lGane I walk with my sweet Mary
CHair of gold and lips like cherry
It's so Ggood to touch the gDreen green grass of Ghome
Yes they'll Gall come to meet me
Arms out-Creached, smelling sweetly
It's so Ggood to touch the Dgreen green grass of Ghome
GDG
GThen I awake and I look around me
At tChe four gray walls that surrouGnd me
And I realize that I was only dDreamin'
For there's theG guard and there's the sad old padre
CAnd arm-in-arm, we'll walk at daybreak
And again GI'll touch the green gDreen grass of Ghome
Yes they'll Gall come to see me
In theC shade of that old oak tree
When they Glay me 'neath the Dgreen green grass of homeC G
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