I got a message on my phone
They sent me a line with a tone
I caught the first plane, and went home
And i had to do it, alone
All of the folks had gathered round
His eyes were set hard and full of frowns
I’m glad you got our message son
What would we do without our phones
Well, he wasn’t dead but he was dying
And to think of him there i just can’t stop crying
And that was the last day that i saw my papa’s face
I love you sweet papa and i wish i could take your place
Well, i followed my papa to the crematorium ground
I watched the pall bearers slowly let him down
I said some words but to this day
I just did not know what i would say
All of the folks had gathered round
Their eyes set hard and full of frowns
I’m glad you got our message son
I guess you’ll be leaving with the sun
And that was the last day
That i saw my papa’s face
And to think of him there
I just can’t stop crying
And that was the last day
That i saw my papa’s face
I love you sweet papa
And i wish i could take your place
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