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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 |
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