A Little Street Where Old Friends Meet

A Little Street Where Old Friends Meet
music by Harry M. Woods
lyric by Gus Kahn (that's Gus Kahn in the center)


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 of tumble down,

But it meant 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...