Luyện nghe bài hát Green, Green Grass of Home

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

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

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

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