That Old Gang Of Mine Lyrics - Urbie Green

I've got a longing way down in my heart 

For that old gang that has drifted apart 

They were the best pals that I ever had 

I never thought that I'd want them so bad 

Gee but I'd give the world to see 

That old gang of mine 

I can't forget that old quartette that sang "Sweet Adeline" 

Goodbye forever, old fellows and gals 

Goodbye forever, old sweethearts and pals 

(God bless them) 

Gee but I'd give the world to see 

That old gang of mine 

Gee but I'd give the world to see 

That old gang of mine 

I can't forget that old quartette that sang "Sweet Adeline" 

Goodbye forever, old fellows and gals 

Goodbye forever, old sweethearts and pals 

(God bless them) 

Gee but I'd give the world to see 

That old gang of mine 

Last night I strolled to that old neighborhood 

There on that corner I silently stood 

I felt so blue as the crowds hurried by 

Nobody knew how I wanted to cry 

Gee but I'd give the world to see 

That old gang of mine 

I can't forget that old quartette that sang "Sweet Adeline" 

Goodbye forever, old fellows and gals 

Goodbye forever, old sweethearts and pals 

(God bless them) 

Gee but I'd give the world to see 

That old gang of mine 

Recitation: 

Last night 'neath a street lamp I silently stood 

On the same corner back in that old neighborhood 

As I gazed at the houses, unchanged by the years 

In my throat came a lump and my eyes filled with tears 

I looked at the lamppost, the pump and the stoop 

And again I could picture us kids in a group 

There was Shorty, and Yeller and Skinny and Mike 

And the rich kid who had ball bearing skates and a bike 

And down near the school I could see the brick wall 

Where we used to go for a game of handball 

And the crabby old janitor who chased us away 

Say, what I wouldn't give to just see him today! 

And then came the parties and dances-- that's why 

We didn't notice the years going by 

And the first thing we knew we were all twenty-one 

But the Gang stuck together in a fight or in fun 

-And then came the War- the crowds in the street 

-The blast of the Bugle- the tramp of the feet 

And the gang, that old gang of mine 

Was the first gang that hit the Von Hindenburg line. 

But the war is all over and last night as I stood 

On the same corner back in that old neighborhood 

I couldn't help brushing a tear from my eye 

For I knew not a face in the crowds that went by 

Gone forever are the pals that I love 

There isn't a trace or a sign 

Of that regular honest to goodness old bunch 

That I call that old gang of mine