Chords for Porter Wagoner - Green, Green Grass of Home
Tempo:
112.75 bpm
Chords used:
F
Bb
C
Gm
D
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Start Jamming...
Thank you Norma Jean, that's a beautiful job.
I'd like to do a song for you now
It tells a kind of a sad story in one [C] of my records.
I hope you'll enjoy it called the green green grass of home
[F] the old hometown
Looks the same
as [Bb] I step down
[F] There to meet me is my mama [C] and papa
and [F] down the road I look
and there runs Mary
[Bb] hair of gold and lips like [F] cherries It's good
touch [C] the green green
grass [F] of home
Yes, they all
Come to meet me
[Bb] Arms free, smile and sing, [F] it's so good
Touch [C] the green green [F] grass of home
It's still standing [Bb] though the pain is [F] cracked and dry
There's that old oak tree that I
[C] used to play on
And [Gm] [F] down the lane I walk with my sweet [Bb] Mary
hair of gold and lips like cherries
[F] It's good to touch [C] the green green [F] grass of home
Then I awake [Bb] and look around me
[F] These four gray walls that surround me
And I realized that [C] I was only dreaming
Well, there's a guard
[F] There is a sad old padre
Arm [Bb] and arm will [Gm] walk a daybreak
[Bb] [F] When again, I'll touch the green green grass of home
[D] [F]
They'll all come to see me
[Bb] In the shade of that old oak tree
[F]
As they lay [C] beneath the green green grass of [Bb] home
[F]
I'd like to do a song for you now
It tells a kind of a sad story in one [C] of my records.
I hope you'll enjoy it called the green green grass of home
[F] the old hometown
Looks the same
as [Bb] I step down
[F] There to meet me is my mama [C] and papa
and [F] down the road I look
and there runs Mary
[Bb] hair of gold and lips like [F] cherries It's good
touch [C] the green green
grass [F] of home
Yes, they all
Come to meet me
[Bb] Arms free, smile and sing, [F] it's so good
Touch [C] the green green [F] grass of home
It's still standing [Bb] though the pain is [F] cracked and dry
There's that old oak tree that I
[C] used to play on
And [Gm] [F] down the lane I walk with my sweet [Bb] Mary
hair of gold and lips like cherries
[F] It's good to touch [C] the green green [F] grass of home
Then I awake [Bb] and look around me
[F] These four gray walls that surround me
And I realized that [C] I was only dreaming
Well, there's a guard
[F] There is a sad old padre
Arm [Bb] and arm will [Gm] walk a daybreak
[Bb] [F] When again, I'll touch the green green grass of home
[D] [F]
They'll all come to see me
[Bb] In the shade of that old oak tree
[F]
As they lay [C] beneath the green green grass of [Bb] home
[F]
Key:
F
Bb
C
Gm
D
F
Bb
C
Thank you Norma Jean, that's a beautiful job.
I'd like to do a song for you now
It tells a kind of a sad story in one [C] of my records.
I hope you'll enjoy it called the green green grass of home
[F] the _ old hometown
Looks the same
_ as [Bb] I step down _
[F] _ There to meet me is my mama [C] and papa _ _
and _ [F] down the road I look
and there runs Mary
[Bb] _ hair of gold and lips like [F] cherries It's good
touch [C] the green green
grass [F] of home
_ _ Yes, they all
Come to meet me
[Bb] Arms free, smile and sing, [F] it's so good
Touch [C] the green green [F] grass of home _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
It's still standing _ [Bb] though the pain is [F] cracked and dry
_ There's that old oak tree that I
[C] used to play on
And [Gm] _ [F] down the lane I walk with my sweet [Bb] Mary
hair of gold and lips like cherries
[F] It's good to touch [C] the green green [F] grass of home _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Then I awake [Bb] and look around me
[F] These four gray walls that surround me _
And I realized that [C] I was only dreaming
Well, there's a guard
[F] There is a sad old padre
_ Arm [Bb] and arm will [Gm] walk a daybreak
[Bb] _ [F] When again, I'll touch the green green grass of home
[D] _ [F] _
They'll all come to see me
[Bb] In the shade of that old oak tree
[F]
As they lay [C] beneath the green green grass of [Bb] home _ _ _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
I'd like to do a song for you now
It tells a kind of a sad story in one [C] of my records.
I hope you'll enjoy it called the green green grass of home
[F] the _ old hometown
Looks the same
_ as [Bb] I step down _
[F] _ There to meet me is my mama [C] and papa _ _
and _ [F] down the road I look
and there runs Mary
[Bb] _ hair of gold and lips like [F] cherries It's good
touch [C] the green green
grass [F] of home
_ _ Yes, they all
Come to meet me
[Bb] Arms free, smile and sing, [F] it's so good
Touch [C] the green green [F] grass of home _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
It's still standing _ [Bb] though the pain is [F] cracked and dry
_ There's that old oak tree that I
[C] used to play on
And [Gm] _ [F] down the lane I walk with my sweet [Bb] Mary
hair of gold and lips like cherries
[F] It's good to touch [C] the green green [F] grass of home _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Then I awake [Bb] and look around me
[F] These four gray walls that surround me _
And I realized that [C] I was only dreaming
Well, there's a guard
[F] There is a sad old padre
_ Arm [Bb] and arm will [Gm] walk a daybreak
[Bb] _ [F] When again, I'll touch the green green grass of home
[D] _ [F] _
They'll all come to see me
[Bb] In the shade of that old oak tree
[F]
As they lay [C] beneath the green green grass of [Bb] home _ _ _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _