It's just a little street
Where old friends meet
I'd love to wander back
Someday
To you, it may be old
And sort of tumbled down
But it means a lot to folks
In my hometown
Although I'm rich or poor
I still feel sure
I'm welcome as the flowers in may
It's just a little street
Where old friends meet
And treat you in the same old way
~interlude~
Although I'm rich or poor
I still feel sure
I'm welcome as the flowers in may
It's just a little street
Where old friends meet
And treat you in the same old way
Where old friends meet
I'd love to wander back
Someday
To you, it may be old
And sort of tumbled down
But it means a lot to folks
In my hometown
Although I'm rich or poor
I still feel sure
I'm welcome as the flowers in may
It's just a little street
Where old friends meet
And treat you in the same old way
~interlude~
Although I'm rich or poor
I still feel sure
I'm welcome as the flowers in may
It's just a little street
Where old friends meet
And treat you in the same old way
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