Luyện nghe bài hát Green, Green Grass Of Home

The old home looks the same
As I down from the train
And there to meet me is my mama and my

the road I look, and there runs Mary
Hair of gold and lips like
It's to touch the green, green grass of home

The old house is still
Though the paint is and dry
And there's that old oak tree I used to play on

Down the I walk with my sweet Mary
Hair of and lips like cherries
It's good to touch the green, green grass of

Yes, all come to see me
Arms reaching, sweetly
It's good to touch the green, green of home

I awake and look around me
To the cold gray that surround me
And I realize I was only dreaming

For a guard, and the sad old padre
Arm in arm, I walk at
Again, I touch the green, grass of home

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