Across the country Away from all the sweat and noise
Of the city, There's a village green
It's been a long time Since I last had eyes on the church
With a steeple down by the village green
T'was there I met a girl called Daisy And I kissed her by the old oak tree
Although I loved my Daisy, I sought fame And so I left the village green
I miss the village green And all the simple people
I miss the village green The church, the clock, the steeple
I miss the morning dew Fresh air and Sunday school
And now all the houses Are rare antiquities
American tourists Flock to see the village green
They snap their photographs and say God darn it, isn't it a pretty scene
And Daisy's married to Tom the grocer boy
Cause now he owns the grocery
I miss the village green And all the simple people
I miss the village green The church, the clock, the steeple
I miss the morning dew Fresh air and Sunday school
And I will return there And I'll see Daisy in sympathy laugh
And talk about the village green Oh yes we will
We will laugh And talk about the village green