Johnny Cash - Green, green grass of home

^CThe old home town looks the same as I s^Ftep down from t^Che train And there to meet me is my mama and ^Gpapa Down the ^Croad I look and there runs Mary, ^Fhair of gold and lips like cherries. It'^Cs good to touch th^Ge green, green grass^C of home.

The ^Cold house is still standing,^F though the^C paint is cracked and dry, And there's that old oak tree that I u^Gsed to play on Down the l^Cane I walk and with my sweet Mary, ^Fhair of gold and lips like cherries. C G . C It's good to touch the green, green grass of home.

Yes,they'l^Cl all come to see me^F arms a-reaching, smiling sweetly; It'^Cs good to touch t^Ghe green, gr^Ceen grass of home.

And then ^CI awake and look around me to the^F cold gray walls tha^Ct surround me and then I realize I was ^Gonly dreaming. For there's ^Ca guard and that sad old padre ^FArm and arm we'll walk at daybreak ag^Cain I'll touch th^Ge green, green gra^Css of home

Yes, they'^Cll all come to see me i^Fn the shade of that old oak tree; As they^C lay me 'neath the ^Ggreen, green ^Cgrass of home.