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Home again and streets are not much cleaner
And 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 son is home, Dad, and he's found a girl
And she's the greatest thing in all the world
I think you'll like her, Dad, I hope you do
But if you don't that's alright, too
What's new, Dad? Do you still work at the drugstore?
Is that true? Still polishing the same floor?
I missed my good old Dad

My but it's great to be back home again
But we won't be living here, dad
The smoke makes Jane's eyes tear so bad
We can't have that
I'll write you where we're at
Jane's uncle owns a bank
I think I'll try my hand at that

So come and see us, Poppa, when you can
There'll always be a place for my old man
Just drop by when it's convenient to
Be sure to call before you do

So long Dad la la la la la la la
So long Dad la la la la la la la
So long Dad la la la la la la la
So long Dad la la la la la la la...

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