Just arrived on the seventen,
Thought I'd see the old gang again,
But you know how they come and go --
I'm just a stranger in town.
Everywhere, everyone I see
Seems to wonder who I can be;
And I swear, no one seems to care
About a stranger in town.
I saw a cottage on a lonely old street,
The weeds have grown 'round the gate;
Somehow I felt that you would wait here, my sweet;
But it looks like I'm too late.
Guess I'll leave on the twelve - oh - two,
Can't believe that there's no more you;
Is there nothing for me? Will I always be
A stranger in my own home town.
