Merle Haggard - Green green grass of home

^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 l^Gane I walk with my sweet Mary ^CHair of gold and lips like cherry It's so ^Ggood to touch the g^Dreen 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

^GThen I awake and I look around me At t^Che four gray walls that surrou^Gnd me And I realize that I was only d^Dreamin' For there's the^G guard and there's the sad old padre ^CAnd arm-in-arm, we'll walk at daybreak And again ^GI'll touch the green g^Dreen grass of ^Ghome

Yes they'll ^Gall come to see me In the^C shade of that old oak tree When they ^Glay me 'neath the ^Dgreen green grass of home^{C G}