I was born on the river 
On a crappy avenue. 
My dad had a swollen liver, 
Not much my mama could do.

He’d never stop drinking
Where he was, my momma never knew

Sometimes I’d try and find him
And go down to the local bar. 
They said he left with Selma
Couldn't have gotten very far

No use trying to find him 
‘Cause outside, he left his car.

Didn't see him till the morning 
And boy my mom was mad
Said he was good for nothing 
Just a guy born bad,

But still, he was my poppy, 
The only one I had.

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