Johnny Cash - Green green grass of home

^DThe old home town looks the same as I ^Gstep down from the t^Drain And there to meet me is my mama and ^Apapa Down the r^Doad I look and there runs Mary, ^Ghair of gold and lips like cherries. It's g^Dood to touch the g^Areen, green grass of ^Dhome.

^DYes,they'll all come to meet me arms a^G-reaching, smiling sweetly; It's g^Dood to touch the g^Areen, green grass of h^Dome.

The old ^Dhouse is still standing, though the p^Gaint is cracked and ^Ddry, And there's that old oak tree that I used to ^Aplay on Down the l^Dane I walk and with my sweet Mary, ^Ghair of gold and lips like cherries. It's g^Dood to touch the g^Areen, green grass of ^Dhome.

^DAnd then suddenly I awake and look around me at the f^Gour gray walls that s^Durround me and I realize that I was only d^Areaming. For there's a g^Duard and there's a sad old padre ^GArm and arm we'll walk at daybreak a^Dgain I'll touch the green, g^Areen grass of ^Dhome

^DYes, they'll all come to see me in the s^Ghade of that old oak tree; As t^Dhey lay me 'neath the g^Areen, green grass of ^Ghome.^D