A LITTLE STREET WHERE OLD FRIENDS MEET
(H. Woods : G. Kahn) 
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. 

~interlude~ 

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.