Johnny Cash - Green green grass of home

^GStrum once The old ^Ghome town looks the ^Csame as I ^Fstep down from the ^Ctrain And there to meet me is my mama ^Gand my papa ^CDown the road I look and there runs Mary, ^Fhair of gold and ^Clips like ^Am7cherries. It's ^Cgood to touch the ^Ggreen, green ^G7grass of ^Chome.

The old ^Chouse is still standing, though the p^Faint is cracked and ^Cdry, And there's that ^Cmaj7old oak ^Ctree that I used to ^Gplay on ^Am7Down the ^Clane I walk and with my sweet Mary, ^Fhair of gold and ^Clips like ^Am7cherries. It's ^Cgood to touch the ^Ggreen, green ^G7grass of ^Chome.

^CYes,they'll ^C7all ^Ccome to see me arms ^Freaching, smiling sweetly; It's g^Cood to touch the g^Green, green ^G7grass of ^Chome.

Then I'll ^Cwake and look around me at the ^Ffour walls that sur^Cround me and I realize that I was only ^Gdreaming. ^CFor there's a guard ^Cmaj7and there's ^Ca sad old pa^Am7dre ^FArm and arm we'll walk at daybreak ^Cagain I'll touch the ^Ggreen, green ^G7grass of ^Chome

^CYes, they'll ^C7all ^Ccome to see me in the ^Fshade of that old oak tree; As they ^Clay me 'neath the ^Ggreen, green ^G7grass of ^Chome.