[G] The old home town looks the same As I [C] step down from the [G] train And there to meet me is my mama and [D7] papa Down the [G] road I look and there runs Mary [C] air of gold and lips like [Bm] cherries It's [G] good to touch the [D7] green, green grass of [G] home. [G] Yes,they'll all come to meet me arms [C] a-reaching, smiling...