A Little Street Where Old Friends Meet Songtext
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.
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.
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.
Although I'm rich or poor,
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.
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.
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.
KAHN, GUS/WOODS, HARRY M.
© Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., THE SONGWRITERS GUILD OF AMERICA, GUS KAHN MUSIC COMPANY
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© Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., THE SONGWRITERS GUILD OF AMERICA, GUS KAHN MUSIC COMPANY
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