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<object><type>video</type><version>1.0</version><provider_name>Network.hu</provider_name><provider_url>http://network.hu/</provider_url><title>Conway Twitty - Green Green Grass Of Home </title><author_name>apucsoka</author_name><author_url>http://network.hu/apucsoka</author_url><html>&amp;lt;object width=&amp;quot;424&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;345&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name=&amp;quot;movie&amp;quot; value=&amp;quot;http://country.network.hu/flash/videoplayer/video.swf?videoid=305956&amp;amp;amp;pvol=40&amp;amp;amp;plang=hu&amp;amp;amp;host=http://country.network.hu&amp;quot; /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name=&amp;quot;allowscriptaccess&amp;quot; value=&amp;quot;always&amp;quot; /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name=&amp;quot;allowfullscreen&amp;quot; value=&amp;quot;true&amp;quot; /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;embed src=&amp;quot;http://country.network.hu/flash/videoplayer/video.swf?videoid=305956&amp;amp;amp;pvol=40&amp;amp;amp;plang=hu&amp;amp;amp;host=http://country.network.hu&amp;quot; width=&amp;quot;424&amp;quot; height=&amp;quot;345&amp;quot; allowscriptaccess=&amp;quot;always&amp;quot; allowfullscreen=&amp;quot;true&amp;quot; /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/object&amp;gt;</html><width>424</width><height>345</height><duration>145</duration><description>The old hometown looks the same as I step down from the train&#13;
And there to meet me was my mama and my papa&#13;
And down the road I look and there runs Mary&#13;
Hair of gold and lips like cherry&#13;
It's good to touch the green green grass of home&#13;
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Yes they'll all come to meet me arms areached and smiling sweetly&#13;
It's so good to touch the green green grass of home&#13;
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The old house is still standing though the paint is cracked and dry&#13;
And there's that old oak tree that I used to play on&#13;
Down the lane I walk with my sweet Mary&#13;
Hair of gold and lips like cherry&#13;
It's good to touch the green green grass of home&#13;
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Then I awake and look around me&#13;
At these four grey walls that surround me&#13;
And I realize that I was only dreaming&#13;
For there's a guard and there's a sad old padre&#13;
Arm in arm we'll walk at daybreak&#13;
Then again I'll touch the green green grass of home&#13;
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They'll all come to see me in the shade of that old oak tree&#13;
As they lay me neath the green green grass of home</description><thumbnail_url>http://vds.network.hu/clubvideo/3/5/_/305956_81661_2.jpg</thumbnail_url><thumbnail_width>80</thumbnail_width><thumbnail_height>60</thumbnail_height><video_id>305956</video_id></object>
