A Little Street Where Old Friends Meet — текст песни (Nat King Cole)

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

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,
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