Here I Am Back Again
Like a favourite old shoe
That you pulled off and threw
In the trash then found your new ones hurt your feet
Wore them new ones all you could
Then shined the old ones up real good
Felt as natural as an old familiar street.
Like a warming April wind
Here I am back again
Like a letter that you guessed at
And missed the right address
It comes back at you like a jumping bean
Like a present that you want
Like a birthday that you don't
Like that judgment day of April fifteen.
Like a temptation to sin
Here I am back again.
Like an old dog on the prowl
Late at night you hear him howl
To remind you that he isn't far away
Like a Capistrano bird
Ain't nobody ever heard
Of ?em not returnin? on returnin? day.
Like your prodigal kissin? kin
Here I am back again.