There’s a place at the end of an Indian trail

Where miners and loggers followed by rail

Ghosts of gamblers from the red light hotel

All here in search of an elusive grail

Welcome to the High Hopes Cafe

An oasis in the desert

Of the day after day

You can have it all at the dreamer’s buffet

At the High Hopes Cafe

There’s a corner for lovers, a back door for thieves

A lake view for wistful executive chiefs

A stage bathed in a golden glow

Where Lady Luck mounts a one-woman show

(repeat chorus)

Come to play

Come to grieve

Some fade away

Some -- never leave

(repeat chorus)

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