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GREEN GREEN GRASS OF HOME

Thu Jun 05, 2003 9:27 pm

Is this song about a actual execution? Is it about someone being hanged? The lyrics seem that way. I know the writer was inspired by the Asphalt Jungle, but the lyrics to me say more than that.

Thu Jun 05, 2003 10:48 pm

Yep,
He's dreaming about going home and haveing a roll on the grass with his girl and then he wakes up in jail and realises it aint gonna be a roll on the grass but he's gonna get burried under it. :lol:


8)

Thu Jun 05, 2003 11:00 pm

Sam -

We know that.

I think Genesim meant was the song based on a real-life event.

Thu Jun 05, 2003 11:02 pm

OOps it's 6 am hear lol :oops:




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Thu Jun 05, 2003 11:04 pm

Sam -

Go back to bed for an hour or so !

Thu Jun 05, 2003 11:11 pm

I'm just startin to wake up again. :lol: Everyones getting up now, the kettles on.

:shock:

Thu Jun 05, 2003 11:19 pm

Any idea what Bobby Bare's "Lynchin' Party" is all about?

Thu Jun 05, 2003 11:25 pm

No my main question is he getting hanged? Is he being put to death?

Thu Jun 05, 2003 11:28 pm

In the song he is being put to death. not sure what sort of execution though. Could be hanging..Don't know.

:twisted:

Thu Jun 05, 2003 11:43 pm

genesim wrote:No my main question is he getting hanged? Is he being put to death?

Genesim - If he wasn't put to death then they buried the poor bastard alive "neath the green, green grass of home" LOL!

Thu Jun 05, 2003 11:50 pm

Ok thanks, I just thought there is talk of a tree and a padre walking with him. weird.

Fri Jun 06, 2003 12:06 am

The old home town looks the same
As I step down from the train
And there to greet me are my mamma and my poppa
Down the road I look, and there runs Mary
Hair of gold, lips like cherries
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home

(Chorus)
Yes, they'll all come to meet me
Arms a-reachin', smilin' sweetly
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home

The old house is still standin
Though the paint is cracked and dry
And there's that old oak tree
That I used to play on
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

(Chorus)

Then I awake and look around me
At the four grey walls that surround me
And I realize that I was only dreaming
For there's a guard and a sad old padre
Arm in arm we'll walk at daybreak
And at last I'll touch the green green grass of home

(Chorus)

"As they lay me,
'neath the green, green grass of home"

A special thank you to Colin for the last line :wink:
:lol:
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Fri Jun 06, 2003 12:09 am

Guess you were dead on back on the first reply SAM!!!

Fri Jun 06, 2003 12:10 am

"Lips like cherries." I take it "sweet Mary" was a virgin? LOL
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Fri Jun 06, 2003 12:11 am

Sam -

Sorry - you were right the first time !

Thanks for the words.

But you left out the important last line:

"As they lay me,
'neath the green, green grass of home"

Fri Jun 06, 2003 12:14 am

Yes you're right Colin, I cut and pasted it. Wonder why they didn't have that last line on it.

Fixed now.

:D

Fri Jun 06, 2003 8:06 pm

Always thought this title had something to do with smoking the best grass there is...
LOL

Sonny