{"type":"video","version":"1.0","provider_name":"Network.hu","provider_url":"http:\/\/network.hu\/","title":"Bobby Bare -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=343661&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=343661&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 is my mama and my papa\r\nAnd down the road I look and there runs Mary hair of gold and lips like cherries\r\nIt's good to touch the green green grass of home\r\nYes they'll all come to meet me arms areaching smiling sweetly\r\nIt's so good to touch the green green grass of home\r\nThe old house is still standing though the paint is cracked and dry\r\nAnd there's the old oak tree that I used to play on\r\nDown the lane I walk with my sweet Mary hair of gold and lips like cherries\r\nIt's good to touch the green green grass of home\r\nThen I awake and look around me at the four grey walls that surround me\r\nAnd I realized I was only dreaming\r\nFor there's a guard and there's a sad old padre arm in arm we'll walk at daybreak\r\nAgain I'll touch the green green grass of home\r\nYes they'll all come to see me as they lay me neath that old oak tree,\r\nwhen again I touch the green green grass of home.","thumbnail_url":"http:\/\/vds.network.hu\/clubvideo\/3\/4\/3\/_\/343661_92418_2.jpg","thumbnail_width":80,"thumbnail_height":60,"video_id":"343661"}