Joe Brown's wife was lonesome and blue, she wantetd some kind of pet;

All day she cried, until he sighed, "I'll search around the city,

'till I find a kitty." So he brought one home just to see,

if it would be company. They made him a bed, out in the shed,

Happily "goodnight" then was said, but...

...All night long Angora sang his song: "Me-ow! Me-ow!"

He gave a cabaret, but just one tune he'd play: "Me-ow! Somehow.

Wifey's longing for company, changed, while he sang on marrily

that ever taunting growl, that everhaunting howl,

"Me-ow! Me-ow!"

All next day they gave him away, but ev'ry time he came back.

A thing or two, Angora knew,

each night up on the railing you could hear him wailing.

All the neighbors were kept awake, so they took him to the lake.

Twice they had him drowned, next day, no sound,

then they went to bed all around.

All night long Angora sang his song: "Me-ow! Me-ow!"

He gave a cabaret, but just one tune he'd play: "Me-ow! Somehow.

Folks say death and taxes are sure. But An- gora's song will endure.

When Angel Gabriel blows, you'll hear that cat of Joe's "Me-ow! Me-ow!"