Green Green Grass Of Home Chords by Tom Jones
Tempo:
95.05 bpm
Chords used:
Ab
Db
Eb
Fm
Bb
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Jam Along & Learn...
[Db]
[Ab]
The [Eb]
[Ab] old hometown looks the same [Db] as I step down [Ab] from the train and there to meet me is
my mama [Eb] and papa.
[Ab] Down the road I'll find Mary, [Db] hair of gold and lips like cherries.
[Ab] It's good to touch the [Eb] green, green [Ab] grass of home.
[Db] Yes, they've all come to meet me,
[Db] arms reaching, smiling sweetly.
[Fm] It's good [Ab] to touch [Eb] the green, green grass [Ab] of home.
[Eb] The [Ab] old house is still standing, [Db] though the paint is cracked [Ab] and dried.
And there's that
old oak tree that I [Eb] used to play on.
[Ab] Down the lane I'll find sweet Mary, [Db] golden lips
like cherries.
[Ab] It's good to touch [Eb] the green, green grass [Ab] of home.
Then I awake and look
around me at [Db] four gray [Ab] walls that surround me.
And I realize, yes, I was [Eb] only dreaming.
For there's a [Ab] garden, a sad old pottery.
[Db] On and on at daybreak, [Ab] again I'll [Eb] touch the green,
green grass [Ab] of [Db] home.
[Ab] [Eb] Yes, they [Ab] long to see me [Db] in the shade of that old oak tree [Ab] as they lay
me [Eb] meet the green, green grass [Db] of home.
[Bb] [Ab]
[Ab]
The [Eb]
[Ab] old hometown looks the same [Db] as I step down [Ab] from the train and there to meet me is
my mama [Eb] and papa.
[Ab] Down the road I'll find Mary, [Db] hair of gold and lips like cherries.
[Ab] It's good to touch the [Eb] green, green [Ab] grass of home.
[Db] Yes, they've all come to meet me,
[Db] arms reaching, smiling sweetly.
[Fm] It's good [Ab] to touch [Eb] the green, green grass [Ab] of home.
[Eb] The [Ab] old house is still standing, [Db] though the paint is cracked [Ab] and dried.
And there's that
old oak tree that I [Eb] used to play on.
[Ab] Down the lane I'll find sweet Mary, [Db] golden lips
like cherries.
[Ab] It's good to touch [Eb] the green, green grass [Ab] of home.
Then I awake and look
around me at [Db] four gray [Ab] walls that surround me.
And I realize, yes, I was [Eb] only dreaming.
For there's a [Ab] garden, a sad old pottery.
[Db] On and on at daybreak, [Ab] again I'll [Eb] touch the green,
green grass [Ab] of [Db] home.
[Ab] [Eb] Yes, they [Ab] long to see me [Db] in the shade of that old oak tree [Ab] as they lay
me [Eb] meet the green, green grass [Db] of home.
[Bb] [Ab]
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Db
Eb
Fm
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Ab
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[Ab] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ The [Eb] _ _ _ _
[Ab] old hometown looks the same [Db] as I step down [Ab] from the train and there to meet me is
my mama [Eb] and papa. _ _ _ _ _
[Ab] Down the road _ _ I'll find Mary, [Db] _ hair of gold and lips like cherries.
[Ab] It's good to touch the [Eb] green, green [Ab] grass of home.
[Db] _ _ _ Yes, they've all come to meet me,
[Db] arms reaching, _ smiling sweetly.
[Fm] It's good [Ab] to touch [Eb] the green, green grass [Ab] of home.
_ [Eb] _ _ The [Ab] old house is still standing, _ [Db] though the paint is cracked [Ab] and dried.
And there's that
old oak tree that I [Eb] used to play on.
_ _ [Ab] Down the lane I'll _ find sweet Mary, [Db] _ _ _ golden lips
like cherries.
[Ab] It's good to touch [Eb] the green, green grass [Ab] of home. _ _ _ _ _
_ Then I awake and look
around me at [Db] _ four gray [Ab] walls that surround me. _
_ And I realize, _ yes, I was [Eb] only dreaming.
_ _ _ _ For there's a [Ab] garden, _ _ a sad old pottery.
[Db] _ On and on _ at daybreak, [Ab] again I'll [Eb] touch the green,
green grass [Ab] of [Db] home.
_ [Ab] _ _ [Eb] Yes, they [Ab] long _ to see me [Db] in the shade of that old oak tree [Ab] as they lay
me [Eb] meet the green, green _ grass _ [Db] of home. _
[Bb] _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ _ _ _
[Ab] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ The [Eb] _ _ _ _
[Ab] old hometown looks the same [Db] as I step down [Ab] from the train and there to meet me is
my mama [Eb] and papa. _ _ _ _ _
[Ab] Down the road _ _ I'll find Mary, [Db] _ hair of gold and lips like cherries.
[Ab] It's good to touch the [Eb] green, green [Ab] grass of home.
[Db] _ _ _ Yes, they've all come to meet me,
[Db] arms reaching, _ smiling sweetly.
[Fm] It's good [Ab] to touch [Eb] the green, green grass [Ab] of home.
_ [Eb] _ _ The [Ab] old house is still standing, _ [Db] though the paint is cracked [Ab] and dried.
And there's that
old oak tree that I [Eb] used to play on.
_ _ [Ab] Down the lane I'll _ find sweet Mary, [Db] _ _ _ golden lips
like cherries.
[Ab] It's good to touch [Eb] the green, green grass [Ab] of home. _ _ _ _ _
_ Then I awake and look
around me at [Db] _ four gray [Ab] walls that surround me. _
_ And I realize, _ yes, I was [Eb] only dreaming.
_ _ _ _ For there's a [Ab] garden, _ _ a sad old pottery.
[Db] _ On and on _ at daybreak, [Ab] again I'll [Eb] touch the green,
green grass [Ab] of [Db] home.
_ [Ab] _ _ [Eb] Yes, they [Ab] long _ to see me [Db] in the shade of that old oak tree [Ab] as they lay
me [Eb] meet the green, green _ grass _ [Db] of home. _
[Bb] _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ _ _ _
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