{"type":"video","version":"1.0","provider_name":"Network.hu","provider_url":"http:\/\/network.hu\/","title":"Johnny Paycheck - 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=496065&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=496065&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 home town looks the same,\r\nAs I step down from the train,\r\nAnd there to meet me is my mama and papa\r\nDown the road I look and there runs Mary\r\nHair of gold and lips like cherries\r\nIt's good to touch the green, green grass of home\r\n\r\nYes, they'll all be there to meet me,\r\nAll creatures smiling sweetly\r\nIt's good to touch the green, green grass of home\r\n\r\nThe old house is still standing,\r\nThough the paint is cracked and dry\r\nAnd there's an old oak tree that I used to play on\r\nDown the lane I'll walk with my sweet Mary\r\nHair of gold and lips like cherries\r\nIt's good to touch the green, green grass of home\r\n\r\nThen I awake and look around me\r\nCold gray walls surround me\r\nAnd I realize that I was only dreamin'\r\nThere's a guard and there's a sad old padre\r\nArm and arm we'll walk at daybreak\r\nAgain I'll touch the green, green grass of home\r\n\r\nYes, they'll all be there to meet me\r\nIn the shadow of that old oak tree\r\nAs they lay me beneath the green, green grass of home ","thumbnail_url":"http:\/\/vds.network.hu\/clubvideo\/4\/9\/6\/_\/496065_40927_2.jpg","thumbnail_width":80,"thumbnail_height":60,"video_id":"496065"}