The old hometown looks the same
As I stepped out from the train
And there to meet me is my mama and papa
Down the road I look and there runs
Mary Hair of gold and lips like cherries
It's good to touch the green,
green grass of home
Yes, they all come to meet me Hearts reaching,
smiling sweetly
It's good to touch the green,
green grass of 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
Yes, they all
come to meet me Hearts reaching,
smiling sweetly
It's good to touch the green,
green grass of home
Yes, they all come to meet me Hearts reaching,
smiling sweetly
It's good to touch the green,
green grass of home