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...
