[Verse 1]
Well my pa was always in gloom
And his hat was made of raccoon
He was drunk in the afternoon
Nearly every day
And his mind was like a trap
Where he kept a hand-drawn map
How to get to the Arkansas flats
From the lights of Broadway
[Chorus]
And the holy men always say
We'll meet again someday
In that city beyond the stars
In a golden café
[Verse 2]
Oh my ma, she loved him so
And she'd make him a cup of joe
And he'd drink it like an Eskimo
As his children did play
And she'd bake him a mincemeat pie
And he'd drink when his mouth was dry
And he died on the fourth of July
In a firework display
Well my pa was always in gloom
And his hat was made of raccoon
He was drunk in the afternoon
Nearly every day
And his mind was like a trap
Where he kept a hand-drawn map
How to get to the Arkansas flats
From the lights of Broadway
[Chorus]
And the holy men always say
We'll meet again someday
In that city beyond the stars
In a golden café
[Verse 2]
Oh my ma, she loved him so
And she'd make him a cup of joe
And he'd drink it like an Eskimo
As his children did play
And she'd bake him a mincemeat pie
And he'd drink when his mouth was dry
And he died on the fourth of July
In a firework display
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