I Went Back Home The Other Day

To See Some Old Friends That I Used To Know

It Was Strange To See That All Has Changed

Just Like Me My Hometown Had To Grow



On Lazy Sunday Afternoons

We Used To Drive Around The Neighborhood

But As I Looked Around I See

Nothing Really Looks The Way It Should



There's A Parking Lot Where The Church Used To Be

And The Old Town Drunk Changed His Ways

Still My Mind Goes Wandering Down Memory Lane

Looking Out For The Good Old Days



My Highschool Sweetheart's Married Off

With Two Kids And Another On The Way

And The Coach I Hardly Recognized

His Thick Black Hair Has Slowly Turned To Grey



All The Debutantes And The Homecoming Queens

Have Taken Kids On To Raise

Still My Mind Goes Wandering Down Memory Lane

Looking Out For The Good Old Days



When I Find Myself Romancing Now

The Way That It Used To Be

I Can't Help Thinking Someday

That It's Coming Back To Me

And I Never Was The Kind

To See The Forest Forming Trees



Looking Back On Yesterday

Never Was My Favorite Thing To Do

But That's Okay It's Just As Well

It Seems There's Less To Hold On To



There's A Parking Lot Where The Church Used To Be

And The Old Town Drunk Changed His Ways

Still My Mind Goes Wandering Down Memory Lane

Well I Hope It's A Passing Phase

Oh Yeah

Looking Back At The Good Old Days