{"type":"video","version":"1.0","provider_name":"Network.hu","provider_url":"http:\/\/network.hu\/","title":"Conway Twitty - Green Green Grass Of Home ","author_name":"apucsoka","author_url":"http:\/\/network.hu\/apucsoka","html":"<object width="424" height="345"><param name="movie" value="http:\/\/country.network.hu\/flash\/videoplayer\/video.swf?videoid=305956&pvol=40&plang=hu&host=http:\/\/country.network.hu" \/><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" \/><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" \/><embed src="http:\/\/country.network.hu\/flash\/videoplayer\/video.swf?videoid=305956&pvol=40&plang=hu&host=http:\/\/country.network.hu" width="424" height="345" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" \/><\/object>","width":424,"height":345,"description":"The old hometown looks the same as I step down from the train\r\nAnd there to meet me was my mama and my papa\r\nAnd down the road I look and there runs Mary\r\nHair of gold and lips like cherry\r\nIt's good to touch the green green grass of home\r\n\r\nYes they'll all come to meet me arms areached and smiling sweetly\r\nIt's so good to touch the green green grass of home\r\n\r\nThe old house is still standing though the paint is cracked and dry\r\nAnd there's that old oak tree that I used to play on\r\nDown the lane I walk with my sweet Mary\r\nHair of gold and lips like cherry\r\nIt's good to touch the green green grass of home\r\n[ steel ]\r\nThen I awake and look around me\r\nAt these four grey walls that surround me\r\nAnd I realize that I was only dreaming\r\nFor there's a guard and there's a sad old padre\r\nArm in arm we'll walk at daybreak\r\nThen again I'll touch the green green grass of home\r\n\r\nThey'll all come to see me in the shade of that old oak tree\r\nAs they lay me neath the green green grass of home","thumbnail_url":"http:\/\/vds.network.hu\/clubvideo\/3\/5\/_\/305956_81661_2.jpg","thumbnail_width":80,"thumbnail_height":60,"video_id":"305956"}