Green, Green Grass of Home
Homecoming Dreams: Embracing the Green, Green Grass of Nostalgia
Lyrics
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home
Expressing joy in returning to the familiar and comforting environment of home.
The old home town looks the same
Noting the unchanged appearance of the hometown.
As I step down from the train
Describing the act of arriving and stepping off a train.
And there to meet me is my mamma and pappa
Being greeted by the narrator's parents upon arrival.
And down the road I look, and there runs Mary
Observing a person named Mary running down the road.
Hair of gold and lips like cherries
Depicting Mary with golden hair and cherry-like lips.
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home
Reiterating the joy of touching the green grass of home.
Yes, they'll all come to meet me
Expecting a warm reception from everyone.
Arms a-reaching, smiling sweetly
Describing people reaching out with open arms and smiling.
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home,
Reiterating the joy of touching the green grass of home.
The old house is still standing
Noting the continued existence of the old house despite aging.
'Though the paint is cracked and dry
Commenting on the cracked and dry paint of the old house.
And there's that old oak tree
Referring to an old oak tree from the narrator's past.
That I used to play on
Recalling playing on the old oak tree in childhood.
And down the lane I walk with my why sweet Mary
Walking down the lane with the narrator's beloved Mary.
Hair of gold and lips like cherries
Describing Mary's features again with emphasis on cherries.
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home
Reiterating the joy of touching the green grass of home.
Yes, they'll all come to meet me
Expecting a warm reception from everyone.
Arms a-reaching, smiling sweetly
Describing people reaching out with open arms and smiling.
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home
Reiterating the joy of touching the green grass of home.
Then I awake, and look around
Realizing that the previous scenes were just a dream.
At the grey walls that surround
Observing the gray walls of the narrator's current surroundings.
And I realize that I was o-only dreaming
Acknowledging that the joyful homecoming was only a dream.
For there's a guard and a there's a sad old padre
Mentioning the presence of a guard and a sad old padre.
Arm in arm we'll walk at daybreak
Anticipating a walk with the padre at daybreak.
Again, I'll touch the green, green grass of home
Expressing hope to touch the green grass of home again.
Yes, they'll all come to see me
Expecting visitors to come see the narrator.
In the shade of that old oak tree
Envisioning visitors gathering under the old oak tree.
As they lay me 'neath the green, green grass of home
Imagining a burial beneath the green grass of home.
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