Well, you said goodbye, baby, my boat sails todayAnd what we'll be carrying, you know I can't sayBut we'll meet here for coffee the night I arriveJune 25th at the 4th of JulyOn June 25th at the 4th of JulyWait for me, baby, and baby, don't cryAnd I'll bring back more money than money can buyJune 25th at the 4th of July. . .Some say he went down in a Florida galeSome say he died in a Panama jailSome say he got rich and forgot his goodbyeAnd June 25th at the 4th of JulySo she sits in the back booth where they sat beforeDrinking café con leche and watching the doorShe's rocking her baby to this lullabyJune 25th at the 4th of JulySinging June 25th at the 4th of JulyWait for me, baby, and baby, don't cryAnd I'll bring back more money than money can buyJune 25th at the 4th of JulyJune 25th at the 4th of July