It's just a little street where old friends meet
I'd love to wander back some day,
To you it may be old and sort of tumble down,
But it means a lot to folks in my home town
Altho I'm rich or poor I still fee sure
I'm as welcome as the flow'rs in May;
It's just a little street where old friends meet
And treat you in the same old way.
Homesick, Heartsick, nothing seems real,
That's how I feel today,
Hometown, My town, I hear you call,
Calling me far away |
