Turnabout

As large as life, she stood there
Kissed my cheek and called my old nickname
And though several years had passed
Both of us still looked quite the same

I said, "Hi," relaxed a bit
Then asked her how she'd been all these years
She told me she was feeling fine
Came to see a friend who lived up here

Told me she had finished school
And then went on to college for a year
I asked if she had married
Slowly down her cheek there came a tear

She said, "Just an itchy eye
It must be the weather way up here."
Told her, "I can't stand the cold
It freezes me and I can't feel my ears."

We talked a bit about Mobile
And thought about how it has never changed
I told her I was a-comin' home
To spend some time and hoped it wouldn't rain

She asked if she could see me then
And we could spend some time now and then
Because I lived so far away
Was still no chance why we could not be friends

I drove her to the waiting plane
Watched that big jet streaking through the sky
Thought about the sad young girl
And the time that I just saw her cry

That flame must still be burning bright
I think I'll catch a later flight today
It's time for me to go on home
And spend a day or two down by the bay