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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 although I'm rich or poor I still feel 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, |