Текст песни My Old Neighborhood - Tommy Castro

The air was cold
As I ride my bike to school on Monday morning
Bag lunch in my hand
Rain clouds are forming
I see men with lunch pails and coffee
Start their steel trucks and cars
They had good union jobs
They drank in working man's bars

I go back in my mind
To a simpler time
Where I always knew just where I stood
In my old neighborhood
In my old neighborhood

Mom sent me to the corner store
For some milk and a pack of Pall Malls
She gave me a dollar
Said "keep the change, son, you can play some pinball"
They had penny candy
Some for a nickel and some for a dime
I get one for my sister and my brother
And you know I'm gonna get mine

I go back in my mind
To a simpler time
I always knew just where I stood
In my old neighborhood
My old neighborhood

Those days are gone
Feel like I don't belong
In the world that I live in today
Time marches on
But it takes me back home
When I hear the music play

Old man Martinez
He ran the local hardware store
Knew everything there was to know
About everything in his place and a little more
He took a lot of pride
'Cause everything he sold was made in America
And when it came to the price
Man, he would always take good care of ya
Yes he did

I go back in my mind
To a simpler time
I always knew just where I stood
The world was fine
And the people were kind
In my
In my old neighborhood
My old neighborhood

It made me feel so good sometimes
I'm just going back in my mind
And I'm walking down the streets
I know everyone that I meet
In my old neighborhood
Yeah, feels alright