Curly Putman: Green, Green Grass of Home Meaning
Green, Green Grass of Home Lyrics
and there to meet me is my Mama and Papa.
Down the road I look and there runs Mary hair of gold and lips like cherries.
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home.
Yes,...
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A man who "comes home" to heaven. He gets off the train and is met by his deceased parents and spies an old love, Mary. He then wakes up and realizes its all a dream and he is still on this earth, perhaps in jail/prison or something equivalent. My mother loved Tom Jones rendition and I played this at her visitation. My mother just went to touch the green green grass of home last week and we buried her today.
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I believe the song lyrics are referring to a prisoner dreaming and then awakening to realize he was dreaming just before he is led to the gallows to be executed.
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I think more of the idea of a G.I. coming home in a closed box. An escort guard (body chaser) in dress uniform with a folded flag and a chaplain. We buried enough of them this way when I was a younger man. Notifying families in person was the worse part, but a necessary task.
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A man returned to his old hometown where his family met him as he got off the train. then he awoke in prison and realized he was only dreaming. He realized the only way his family will get together to see him is at is funeral when they bury him, with the padre there beneath the green green grass of home.
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