I've got a longing way down in my heart For that old gang that has drifted apart They were the best pals that I ever had I never thought that I'd want them so bad Gee but I'd give the world to see That old gang of mine I can't forget that old quartette that sang "Sweet Adeline" Goodbye forever, old fellows and gals Goodbye forever, old sweethearts and pals (God bless them) Gee but I'd give the world to see That old gang of mine Gee but I'd give the world to see That old gang of mine I can't forget that old quartette that sang "Sweet Adeline" Goodbye forever, old fellows and gals Goodbye forever, old sweethearts and pals (God bless them) Gee but I'd give the world to see That old gang of mine Last night I strolled to that old neighborhood There on that corner I silently stood I felt so blue as the crowds hurried by Nobody knew how I wanted to cry Gee but I'd give the world to see That old gang of mine I can't forget that old quartette that sang "Sweet Adeline" Goodbye forever, old fellows and gals Goodbye forever, old sweethearts and pals (God bless them) Gee but I'd give the world to see That old gang of mine
Recitation: Last night 'neath a street lamp I silently stood On the same corner back in that old neighborhood As I gazed at the houses, unchanged by the years In my throat came a lump and my eyes filled with tears I looked at the lamppost, the pump and the stoop And again I could picture us kids in a group There was Shorty, and Yeller and Skinny and Mike And the rich kid who had ball bearing skates and a bike And down near the school I could see the brick wall Where we used to go for a game of handball And the crabby old janitor who chased us away Say, what I wouldn't give to just see him today!
And then came the parties and dances-- that's why We didn't notice the years going by And the first thing we knew we were all twenty-one But the Gang stuck together in a fight or in fun -And then came the War- the crowds in the street -The blast of the Bugle- the tramp of the feet And the gang, that old gang of mine Was the first gang that hit the Von Hindenburg line.
But the war is all over and last night as I stood On the same corner back in that old neighborhood I couldn't help brushing a tear from my eye For I knew not a face in the crowds that went by Gone forever are the pals that I love There isn't a trace or a sign Of that regular honest to goodness old bunch That I call that old gang of mineTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
