Charlie On The MTA - The Druids Irish Folk Band

[Verse]
Let me tell you the story of a man named Charlie,
On this tragic and fateful day,
He put ten cents in his pocket, kissed his wife and family,
Went to ride on the MTA.

[Chorus]
Did he ever return, no he never returned,
His fate is still unlearned,
He may ride forever neath the streets of Boston,
He's the man who never returned.

[Verse]
Well now all night long Charlie rides through the station,
Crying, "What will become of me?
How can I afford to see my sister in Chelsea,
Or my cousin in Roxbury?"

[Chorus]
Did he ever return, no he never returned,
His fate is still unlearned,
He may ride forever neath the streets of Boston,
He's the man who never returned.

[Verse]
Well Charlie wife goes down to the Kendall Square Station,
Every day at a quarter past two,
And through the open window she hands Charley a sandwich,
As the train comes tumbling through.

[Chorus]
Did he ever return, no he never returned,
His fate is still unlearned,
He may ride forever neath the streets of Boston,
He's the man who never returned.

[Chorus]
Did he ever return, no he never returned,
His fate is still unlearned,
He may ride forever neath the streets of Boston,
He's the man who never returned.

[Chorus]
Did he ever return, no he never returned,
His fate is still unlearned,
He may ride forever neath the streets of Boston,
He's the man who never returned,
Yes he's the man who never returned.