Frank Sinatra Homesick - That's All Lyrics

I miss the thrill of grammar school romances

I miss the junior prom and graduation dances

The gossip in assembly hall

I'm homesick, that's all

I miss the gang that hangs around at Miller's

Devouring chocolate sodas, with those whipped cream fillers

The girl I promised I would call

I'm homesick, that's all

I miss the midnight services on Christmas Eve

And the joy when Christmas morning came
I miss the scramble for the wishbone every Sunday

And the big Thanksgiving football game

I miss the times I had to set the table

I miss the rolls my mother made when she was able

The fragrant bonfires in the fall

I'm homesick, that's all

I miss the times I had to set the table

I miss the rolls my mother made when she was able

The fragrant bonfires in the fall

I'm homesick, that's all