Luyện nghe bài hát Green, Green Grass of Home

The old home looks the same
As I step from a train
There to me are my mama and my papa
Down the I look and there runs Mary
Hair of gold and like cherries
It's good to the green green grass of home.

The old home is still
the paint is cracked and dry
There's old oak tree that I used to play on
Down the lane I with my sweet Mary
Hair of gold and like cherries
It's good to touch the green grass of home.

Then I awake and look me
At the four grey walls that me
And I realized, Yes, I was dreaming
For a guard, and that sad old padre
Arm in arm we'll walk at
Again, I'll touch the green green grass of

Yes, they'll all to see me
In the shade of old oak tree
As they lay me neath the green grass of home.