Luyện nghe bài hát Green, Green Grass of Home

The old town looks the same
As I step down from a
There to meet me are my and my papa
Down the I look and there runs Mary
Hair of and lips like cherries
It's good to touch the 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 walk with my Mary
of gold and lips like cherries
It's good to touch the green green of home.

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

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