By most accounts, George Jones is the finest vocalist in the recorded history of country music. Initially, he was a hardcore honky tonker in the tradition of Hank Williams, but over the course of his career he developed an affecting, nuanced ballad style. In the course of his career, he never left the top of the country charts, even as he suffered innumerable personal and professional difficulties. Only Eddy Arnold had more Top Ten hits, and Jones always stayed closer to the roots of hardcore country. Jones was born and raised in east Texas, near the city of Beaumont.
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Green, Green Grass Of Home Lyrics
George Jones
Green, Green Grass Of Home
The old home town
Still looks the same
As I step down from the train
There to meet me
Is my mama and my papa.
Down the road I look
And there runs Mary
Hair of gold and lips like cherry
It's good to touch the
Green, green grass of home.
Yes, they'll all come to see me
Arms a-reachin', smiling sweetly
When again I'll touch the
Green, green grass of home.
The old home place is still standin'
Though the paint is cracked and dry
There's the old oak tree
That I once used to play on.
Down the lane I walk
With my sweet Mary
Hair of gold and lips like cherry
It's good to touch the
Green, green grass of home.
--- Instrumental ---
(Spoken)
Then I awoke
And I 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 there's a sad old padre,
Where arm in arm we'll walk at daybreak
As they lay me 'neath the
Green, green grass of home.
(Sang)
Yes,They'll all come to see me
Arms a-reachin', smilin' sweetly
When again, I'll touch the
Green, green grass of home...