Empty paper bags from bread and butter
Crumpled cartons void of cigarettes
Endlessly they drift towards the gutter
Walking down this road I can't forget
In the park I used to pick the flowers
And give mother her birthday bouquet
In this old town I know my way 
This good old town of childhood days
Though this old town has seen a change
In this old town I don't feel strange
Quite nearby there used to be a lamplight
By a lover's seat where young girls hoped
That someday they'd find a shining love-light
My first love turned out to be a joke
All at once I felt the urge to wonder
Came the dawn and I was far from home
But this old town when I'm alone 
Is still the town that I call home
Though this old town has seen a change,
In this old town I don't feel strange
Standing, waiting in some railway station
Who said it's a gateway to the world?
When I reached my latest destination
Then I knew the whole trip was absurd
Not until some lonely nights of sorrow
Did I know that I'd come back to stay
In this old town I know my way
This good old town of childhood days
Though this old town has seen a change
In this old town I don't feel strange