Luyện nghe bài hát Green Green Grass Of Home

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

And down the road I
And there runs Mary of gold and lips like cherries
It's good to touch the green, grass of home

Yes, all come to meet me, arms a-reached smiling sweetly
It's so to touch the green, green grass of home

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

And down the lane I walk with my Mary
Hair of gold and lips cherries
good to touch the green, green grass of home

Then I awake and around me
At these four gray walls that me
And I that I was only dreaming
But there's a guard and that sad old padre
Arm in arm walk at daybreak

And again I'll touch the green, grass of home
Yes, they'll all come to see me in the of that old oak tree
As they lay me neath the green, green grass of