A popular song from 1932 Words and music by Gus Kahn and Harry Woods
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Lyrics
Home-sick, heart-sick, nothing seems real
That’s how I feel today
Home-town, my town, I hear you call
Calling me far away
Chorus:
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 o’ tumble 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
Performance
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