Merle Haggard Lyrics
Merle Haggard Lyrics
"Green, Green Grass of Home Lyrics"
A Prison Called Earth Lyrics
[R?derer / Krull] (Worths, norms!) I look in the mirror and what I can see is one face with abandoment
[R?derer / Krull] (Worths, norms!) I look in the mirror and what I can see is one face with abandoment
The old hometown looks the same as I step down from the train
And there to meet me is my mama and papa
Down the lane I look and there runs Mary hair of gold and lips like cherries
It's good to touch the green green grass of home
The old hou
Beautiful Child Lyrics
These are the things I hold onto These are the things I use to deceive myself I line them up in front of me I jud
se is still standing though the paint is cracked and dryThese are the things I hold onto These are the things I use to deceive myself I line them up in front of me I jud
There's the old oak tree that I used to play on
Down the lane I walk with my sweet Mary hair of gold and lips like cherries
It's so good to touch the green green grass of home
Yes they'll
I Can't Explain Lyrics
i've wrapped myself up in a universe again and let the darkness quell my matchflame confidence and unwillingl
all come to meet me arms areached smiling sweetlyi've wrapped myself up in a universe again and let the darkness quell my matchflame confidence and unwillingl
It's so good to touch the green green grass of home
[ guitar ]
Then I awake and look around me at the four grey walls that surround me
And I realized that I was only dreaming
For there's a gu
If Kenneth Could Only Speak Lyrics
There we sat in a parked car Trying to write the words, you held my hand and whispered A quote you heard somewhereard and there's that sad old padre arm in arm we'll walk at daybreak
And 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 the green green grass of home
There we sat in a parked car Trying to write the words, you held my hand and whispered A quote you heard somewhere
And 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 the green green grass of home