Home again and the streets are not much cleaner The quaint old south side scenery Is quaint no more Just older than before Go up the stairs and down the hallway To my daddy's door
Your girl is home, Dad, and she's found a boy And he's the sweetest guy I've ever known I think you'll like him, Dad, I hope you do But if you don't that's alright, too What's new? Do you still work at the drugstore? Is that true? Still polishing the same floor? I missed my dear old Dad
My but I'm glad to see you home again My God, it's great to be back home again But we won't be staying here, Dad The smoke makes Jim's eyes tear so bad We can't have that I guess, I'll write you where we're at Jimmy's father owns a bank I guess, I'll try my hand at that
So come and see us, papa, when you can There'll always be a place for my old man Just drop by when it's convenient to Be sure and call before you do
So long, Dad So long, Dad So long, Dad...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
