The old home town looks the same
　　As I step down from the train

　　And there to meet me is my Mama and PaPa

　　Down the road I look and there runs Mary

　　Hair of gold and lips like cherries

　　It's good to touch the green green,grass of home

　　Yes,they'll all come to meet me arms reaching sweeting

　　It's good to touch the green green,grass fo home

　　The old house is still standing

　　though the paint is cricket and dry

　　And there's that old oak tree that I used to play on

　　Down the lane I walk with Mary

　　Hair of gold and lips like cheries

　　It's good to touch the green green,grass of home

　　Then I awake and look around me

　　At four gray walls that surround me

　　And I realize yes I was only dreaming

　　There's a guard,and there's a sad old padre

　　Arm and arm we'll walk at day break

　　Again I'll touch the green green,grass of home

　　Yes,they'll all come to see me

　　in the shade of that old oak tree

　　As they lay me neath

　　故乡的青青绿草

　　我走下火车

　　古老的故乡依然如昨

　　父母在向我招手

　　路的一端我看见

　　玛丽在向我飞奔

　　缕缕金发和樱桃似的红唇

　　抚摸故乡的青青绿草

　　这感觉真好

　　那古老的屋子还在

　　只是油漆已经斑驳

　　那株老橡树还在

　　我曾在上面玩耍

　　和亲爱的玛丽一同

　　走在那条小巷

　　抚摸故乡的青青绿草

　　这感觉真好

　　当我醒来,环顾四周

　　只见四堵灰色的墙

　　我才知道那是梦

　　我看到哨兵,天色微明

　　我们手拉手走着

　　我会再次抚摸

　　故乡的青青绿草

　　在那株老橡树的浓荫下

　　它们都出来看我

　　躺在我的身下

　　故乡的青青绿草