《Green， Green Grass of Home(Live at Folsom State Prison， Folsom， CA - January 1968)》歌词

[00:00:00] The old home town looks the same

[00:00:05] As I step down from the train

[00:00:09] And there to meet me is my mama and my papa

[00:00:18] Down the road I look and there runs Mary

[00:00:24] Hair of gold and lips like cherries

[00:00:28] It's good to touch the green green grass of home

[00:00:36] The old house is still standing

[00:00:40] Though the paint is cracked and dry

[00:00:44] And there's that old oak tree that I used to play on

[00:00:53] Down the lane I walk with my sweet Mary

[00:00:58] Hair of gold and lips like cherries

[00:01:02] It's good to touch the green green grass of home

[00:01:10] Yes they'll all come to see me

[00:01:15] Arms reaching smiling sweetly

[00:01:19] It's good to touch the green green grass of home

[00:01:27] Then I awake and look around me

[00:01:32] To the cold gray walls that surround me

[00:01:37] And then I realize I was only dreaming

[00:01:45] For there's a guard and the sad old padre

[00:01:50] Arm in arm I walk at daybreak

[00:01:54] Again I touch the green green grass of home

[00:02:02] Yes they'll all come to see me

[00:02:07] In the shade of the old oak tree

[00:02:11] As they lay me 'neath the green green grass of home