I sometimes wish I was a kid again, Down in the old neighborhood. Just to be with Charlie, With little Joe and Pete, Boy, we had a quartet that Was mighty hard to beat! I'd love to stand down by that cellar door, Just to hear that quartet sing once more:

|: "Heart of my heart"    I love that melody.    "Heart of my heart"    Brings back a memory.    When we were kids    On the corner of the street,    We were rough and ready guys,    But oh, how we could harmonize!    "Heart of my heart"    Meant friends were dearer then.    Too bad we had to part.    I know a tear would glisten    If only I could listen    To the gang that sang    "Heart of my heart." :|

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