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 a**embly 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