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The old hoCme town looks the same
as I Fstep down from the Ctrain
and there to meet me is my mama and my Gpapa
down the Croad I loko and C7there runs Mary
Fhair of gold and lips like cherries
it's Cgood to touch the Ggreen green G7grass of Chome F C
Yes, they'll Call come to C7meet me, hands Freaching, smiling sweetly
It's Cgood to touch the Ggreen green G7grass ofC home
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 walk with my sweet Mary
hair of gold and lips like cherries
it's good to touch the green green grass of home
Then I awake and look arounde
four gray walls that surround me
and I realize I as only dreaming
for there's a guard and there's a sad old padre
Arm and arm we'll walk at daybreak
again I touch the green green grass of home
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