WIESŁ AWA DUDKOWIAK GREEN, GREEN GRASS OF HOME

GREEN, GREEN GRASS OF HOME autor Claude Putman Jr. The old hometown looks the same As I step down from the train And there to meet me is my mama and papa Down the road I look and there runs Mary Hair of gold and lips like cherries It s good to touch the green, green grass of home Yes, they ll all come to meet me Arms reaching, smiling sweetly It s good to touch the green, green grass of home The old house is still standing Though the paint is cracked and dry And there s that old oak tree that I used to play on Down the lane, I walk with my sweet Mary Hair of gold and lips like cherries It s good to touch the green, green grass of home Then I awake and look around me At four grey walls that surround me And I Wiesia Dudkowiak accordion Przemo Dudkowiak guitar, accordionWiesia