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Green, Green Grass Of Home

(Claude Puttman Jr)


Copyright Tree Publishing Co.

Original by Johnny Darrell in 1965


RCA studio session - March 10-12, 1975 - RCA's Studio - Hollywood

 March 10, 12:30-3:30 am

EPA3 1595-05


Overdub sessions for RCA studio - April 8, 9, 10 and 14, 1975 - Quadraphonic Sound Studio - Nashville

 April 8 - Morning
EPA3 1595-05


Overdub sessions for RCA studio - April 8, 9, 10 and 14, 1975 - Quadraphonic Sound Studio - Nashville

 April 14

EPA3 1595-05
May 1975 LP RCA APL 1 1039 Elvis Today
Overdubbed master without some instruments:
February 1979 LP RCA AQL1-3448 Our Memories Of Elvis Vol 2

Undubbed version:
November 26, 2008 CD Mini LP Japan RCA BMG BVCM-35506 Elvis Today
Outtakes:
Take 1: October 15, 1996 CD RCA 07863 65136-2 Elvis Great Country Songs
Takes 2 (fs) and 3: March 1, 2001 CD FTD 74321 84214-2 6363 Sunset





Version 1          Version 2          Version 3   

Version 4          Version 5   



The old home town looks the same, as I step down from the train
And there to meet me is my mama and my 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 reachin' smiling sweetly
Oh it's good to touch the green, green grass of home


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


* Repeat


(Spoken)
Then I awake and look around me. Four grey walls surround me.


And I realize I was only dreamin'
There's a guard and there's a sad old padre,
Arm and arm we'll walk at daybreak -
Again I'll touch the green, green grass of home


Yes they'll all come to see me
In the shade of an old oak tree
As they lay me 'neath the green, green grass of home 





    c                  
The old home town looks the same
     f                  c
as I step down from the train
                                       g
and there to meet me is my mama and my papa
         c               c7
down the road I loko and there runs Mary
f      
hair of gold and lips like cherries
     c                  g          g7       c      f      c
it's good to touch the green green grass of home

             c           c7             f
Yes, they'll all come to meet me, hands reaching, smiling sweetly
      c                 g           g7      c
It's good to touch the green green grass of home
The old hous is still standing
though the paint is cracked and dry
down the lane I walk with my sweet Mary
hair of gold and lips like cherries 
it's good to touch the green green grass of home
Then I awake and look arounde
four gray walls that surround me
and I realize I as only dreaming
for there's a guard and there's a sad old padre
again I touch the green green grass of home