Hometown
Want to wander round your back streets
See your tumbled down ole shack streets
I'd love to walk in on those corny country cousins of mine

Hometown
Where they get up in the morning
All the days they're busy yawning
I'd get a welcome from those corny country cousins of mine

There's an old schoolhouse door
We used to tumble through at four
And a small candy store
Where I could [?] a thousand lollipops and ask for more

Hometown
Where the garden trees are shady
Where Aunt Eadie was a lady
I'm going back to see those corny country cousins of mine