Luyện nghe bài hát Green, Green Grass Of Home

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

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

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

Down the lane I walk with my sweet
Hair of and lips like cherries
good to touch the green, green grass of home

Yes, they'll all to see me
Arms reaching, smiling
It's to touch the green, green grass of home

I awake and look around me
To the cold walls that surround me
And then I realize I was dreaming

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

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