| Standin' there on Main Street across from Mr. Blues
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| My faded leather jacket, my weathered brogan shoes
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| A chill north wind was blowing but the spring was comin' on
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| As I wondered to myself just how long I had been gone
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| So I strolled across old Main Street, walked down a flight of stairs
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| Stepped into the hall and saw all my friends were there
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| A neon sign was flashing «Welcome, come on in»
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| It feels so good feelin' good again
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| My favorite band was playin' an Otis Redding song
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| When they sang the chorus everybody sang along
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| Dan and Margarita were swayin' side-by-side
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| I heard they were divorcing but I guess they let it slide
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| And I wished I had some money with which to buy a round
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| I wished I cashed my paycheck before I came to town
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| But I reached into my pocket, found three twenties and a ten
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| It feels so good feelin' good again
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| There was old man Perkins sittin' on his stool
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| Watching Butch and Jimmy John talkin' loud and playin' pool
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| The boys from Silver City were standin' by the fire
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| Singing like they thought they were the Tabernacle Choir
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| And I wanted you to see 'em all, I wished that you were there
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| I looked across the room and saw you standing on the stair
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| And when I caught your eye I saw you break into a grin
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| It feels so good feelin' good again
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| I wanted you to see 'em all, I wished that you were there
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| I looked across the room and saw you standing on the stair
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| And when I caught your eye I saw you break into a grin
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| It feels so good feelin' good again
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| It feels so good feelin' good again |