Green Green Grass Of Home - Freddy Quinn

The old home town lookes the same

as I step down from the train

And there to meet me is my mama and papa

Down the road I look and there comes Mary

Hair of gold and lips like cherries

It‘s good to touch the green, green gras of home

Yes, they‘ll all come to meet me

Arms reaching, smiling sweetly

Oh, it’s good to touch the green, green gras of home

The old house is still standing,

tho‘ the paint is cracked and dry

And there’s the 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 gras of home

And then I awake und look around me

At four grey walls that surround me

And then I realize, that I was only dreaming

For there‘s stands the guard and a sad old padre

Arm in arm we’ll walk till daybreak

It’s good to touch the green, green gras of home

Yes, they‘ll all come to meet me

Arms reaching, smiling sweetly

Oh, it‘s good to touch the green, green gras of home