{"type":"video","version":"1.0","provider_name":"Network.hu","provider_url":"http:\/\/network.hu\/","title":"Tom Jones-Green Green Grass of Home","author_name":"Izolda3","author_url":"http:\/\/network.hu\/Izolda3","html":"&lt;object width=&quot;424&quot; height=&quot;345&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;movie&quot; value=&quot;http:\/\/romantikusok.network.hu\/flash\/videoplayer\/video.swf?videoid=576858&amp;amp;pvol=40&amp;amp;plang=hu&amp;amp;host=http:\/\/romantikusok.network.hu&quot; \/&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowscriptaccess&quot; value=&quot;always&quot; \/&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowfullscreen&quot; value=&quot;true&quot; \/&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http:\/\/romantikusok.network.hu\/flash\/videoplayer\/video.swf?videoid=576858&amp;amp;pvol=40&amp;amp;plang=hu&amp;amp;host=http:\/\/romantikusok.network.hu&quot; width=&quot;424&quot; height=&quot;345&quot; allowscriptaccess=&quot;always&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;true&quot; \/&gt;&lt;\/object&gt;","width":424,"height":345,"description":"Tom Jones-Green Green Grass of Home\r\n\r\nThe old home town looks the same as 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 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 reaching, smiling sweetly.\r\nIt's good to touch the green, green, grass of home.\r\nThe old house is still standing, tho' the paint is cracked and dry,\r\nand there's that old oak tree that I used to play on.\r\n\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\nYes, they'll all come to meet me, arms reaching, smiling sweetly.\r\nIt's good to touch the green, green grass of home.\r\n\r\n[spoken:]\r\n\r\nThen I awake and look around me, at the four grey walls that surround me\r\nand I realize, yes, 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\nAgain I touch the green, green grass of home.\r\nYes, they'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\/5\/7\/6\/_\/576858_90758_1.jpg","thumbnail_width":80,"thumbnail_height":60,"video_id":"576858"}