About The Song
“Green Green Grass of Home” is more than just a song; it’s a timeless tale of longing, loss, and the enduring power of home. Released in 1976, this country ballad, originally written by Claude “Curly” Putman, Jr., has resonated with audiences for generations. Kenny Rogers’ soulful rendition, with its heartfelt vocals and evocative lyrics, has cemented its place as a country music classic.
The song paints a vivid picture of a man returning to his hometown after a long absence, only to discover that his freedom comes at a tragic cost. As he walks down memory lane, reminiscing about his childhood and his love, the stark reality of his situation sinks in. The recurring image of the “green green grass of home” serves as a poignant contrast to his present circumstances, highlighting the bittersweet nature of his homecoming.
Rogers’ delivery of the song is both tender and powerful. His voice conveys a deep sense of longing and regret, as he mourns the life he could have had. The melody, simple yet haunting, perfectly complements the lyrics, creating a haunting atmosphere that lingers long after the final note.
“Green Green Grass of Home” has been covered by numerous artists over the years, but it is Kenny Rogers’ version that is most widely recognized. His interpretation of the song captures the universal themes of nostalgia, loss, and the yearning for home. It is a song that speaks to the heart, reminding us of the importance of our roots and the loved ones we leave behind.
Whether you’re a longtime fan of country music or simply appreciate a well-crafted song, “Green Green Grass of Home” is a must-listen. Its enduring popularity is a testament to the power of music to connect with people on a deep emotional level.
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The old hometown looks the same as I step down from the trainAnd there to meet me is my mama and papaAnd down the road I look and there runs MaryHair of gold and lips like cherriesIt’s good to touch the green green grass of homeYes, they’ve all come to meet meArms reaching, smiling sweetlyIt’s so good to touch the green green grass of homeThe old house is still standing though the paint is cracked and dryAnd there’s that old oak tree that I used to play onDown the lane I’d walk with my sweet MaryHair of gold and lips like cherriesIt’s good to touch the green green grass of homeYes, they’ve all come to meet meArms reaching, smiling sweetlyIt’s so good to touch the green green grass of homeThen I awake and look around me at the gray walls that surround meAnd I realized that I was only dreamingFor there’s a guard and there’s a sad old padreArm in arm we’ll walk at daybreakAgain I’ll touch the green green grass of homeYes, they’ll all come to see meIn the shade of that old oak treeAs they lay me ‘neath the green green grass of home