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Been so long since I was home
Walking down these streets I've known
All at once you brought me back
Rolling on a railroad track
Times have changed; just look around
Chippewa's gone, it's been torn down
And yet it still feels like home
I can taste it in my bones
This is where I learned to play
Little league on Gold Rush Days
Summertime down at the pool
For us it was all brand new
Back to Bensenville, my friend
It's good to be back home, again
Feels so right, I can't explain
I've got you rolling through my veins
Ride our bikes to the record shop
Alladin's you know, we always stopped
Staying out âtil it got dark
Back when vinyl ruled the charts
On a warm Independence Day
Walk down where the bands would play
The songs we'd hear; the friends we'd meet
Built a bond that felt complete
Back to Bensenville, my friend
It's good to be back home, again
Feels so right, I can't explain
I've got you rolling through my veins
But so many lights have disappeared
The townhomes have all been cleared
Through my windshield I can see
My old friend slipping away from me
Back in Bensenville again
It's just not the same, my friend
Feel so lost, I can't explain
Help me find my way back again
These days I live in a different town
Planted new roots and settled down
And even though I'm far away
I'll be back again someday
Here's to Bensenville, my home
A part of me I've always known
Memories every now and then
Bring me back to Bensenville again
Back to Bensenville, let's go!
Take a ride along church road
Rest assured, we can both agree
You'll always be back
home to me