Green, Green Grass Of Home
Tom Jones
The old home town looks the same,
As I step down from the train,
And there to greet me are my mamma and my poppa;
Down the road I look, and there runs Mary,
Hair of gold, lips like cherries,
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home.
CHORUS:
Yes, they'll all come to meet me,
Arms a-reachin', smilin' sweetly,
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home,
The old house is still standin,
'Though the paint is cracked and dry,
And there's that old oak tree,
That I used to play in.
Down
Let It Be Me Live
"god bless the day I found you
I want to stay around you
And so I beg you
Let it be me
Don't take this heaven from one
If you must cling to someone
Now and forever
Let it be me
Each time we meet love
I find complete love
Without your sweet love
What would life be
So never leave me lonely
Tell me you'll love me only
And then you'll always
Let it be me
Each time we meet love
I find complete love
Without your sweet love
What would life be
So never leave me lonely
Tell me you'll love me only
And then you'll always
Let it be me
"