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 and Papa.
Down the road I and there runs Mary
of gold and lips like cherries.

It's good to the green, green grass of home.
Yes, they'll all come to meet me, reaching, smiling sweetly.
It's to touch the green, green grass of home.

The old house is still standing the paint is cracked and dry,
And there's that old oak tree I used to play on.
the lane I walk with my sweet Mary,
Hair of and lips like cherries.
good to touch the green, green grass of home.

Then I awake and around me,
At four grey walls that me
And I realize, yes, I was dreaming.
For there's a and there's a sad old padre,
Arm in arm, walk at daybreak.
Again I touch the green, green of home.