C                           C7    F                  C 
The old home town looks the same as I step down from the train 
C                                   G7 
And there to meet me is my mama and papa; 
Dm7  G7  C               C7             F         F?     F         Em7 Dm7 
Down the road I look and there runs Mary, hair of gold and lips like cherries, 
C                      G7     Dm7   G7       C   F C 
it's good to touch the green, green grass of home. 
 
REFRAIN 
Dm7  G7      C           C7             F 
Yes, they'll all come to meet me arms a-reaching, smiling sweetly; 
Dm7  C                 G            Dm7   G7 C 
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home. 
 

    C                           C7          F                    C 
The old house is still standing, though the paint is cracked and dry, 
C                                            G7 
And there's that old oak tree that I used to play on; 
Dm7  G7  C                    C7           F         F?    F         Em7 Dm7 
Down the lane I walk and with my sweet Mary, hair of gold an lips like cherries 
Dm7  C                 G7           Dm7   G7 C   F C 
it's good to touch the green, green grass of home. 

(spoken) {same progression} 

Then I awake and look around me at the four gray walls that surround me and I 

realize that I was only dreaming. For there's a guard and there's a sad old 

padre. Arm and arm we'll walk at daybreak - again I'll touch the green, green 

grass of home 
 
FINAL REFRAIN 
Dm7  G7      C           C7            F                      Em7 
Yes, they'll all come to see me in the shade of that old oak tree; 
Dm7     C                 G            Dm7   G7 F Em7 Dm7 C 
As they lay me 'neath the green, green grass of home.