Standing out on Main Street across from Mr. Blue'snMy faded leather jacket, my weathered Brogan shoesnA chill north wind was blowin' but the spring was comin' onnAs I wondered to myself just how long I had been gonenSo I strolled across old Main Street, walked down a flight of stairsnStepped into the hall and saw all my friends werenThe neon sign was flashing Welcome, come on in!nIt feels so good feelin' good againnnMy favorite band was playing an Otis Redding songnWhen they sang the chorus everybody sang alongnDan and Margarita were swaying side by sidenI heard they were divorcin' but I guess they let it slidenAnd I wished I had some money with which to buy a roundnI wish I'd cashed my paycheck before I came to townnBut I reached into my pocket, found three twenties and a tennIt feels so good feelin' good againnnThere was Old Man Perkins sittin' on a stoolnWatchin' Butch and Jimmy John talkin' loud and playin' poolnThe boys from Silver City were standing by the firenSingin' like they thought they were the Tabernacle choirnAnd I wanted you to see 'em all, I wished that you were therenI looked across the room and saw you standin' on the stairnAnd when I caught your eye I saw you break into a grinnIt feels so good feelin' good againnnI wanted you to see 'em all, I wished that you were therenI looked across the room and saw you standin' on the stairnAnd when I caught your eye I saw you break into a grinnIt feels so good feelin' good again