(Charlie On The MTA)
[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.

(The Mermaid)
[Verse]
Well it was Friday morn as we set sail,
We were not far from the land,
When the captain, he spied a lovely mermaid,
With a comb and a glass in her hand.

[Chorus]
And the ocean winds do roar, (Do roar!)
And the stormy winds do blow,
And we poor sailors boys go skipping at the top,
As the landlubbers lie down below, (Below! Below!)
The landlubbers lie down below.

[Verse]
Well up spoke the cook of our gallant ship,
And a crazy old butcher was he,
He said, "I care much more for my pots and my pans
Than I do for the bottom of the sea."

[Chorus]
And the ocean winds do roar, (Do roar!)
And the stormy winds do blow,
We poor sailors boys go skipping at the top,
As the landlubbers lie down below, (Below! Below!)
The landlubbers lie down below.

[Verse]
Well it three times around spun our gallant ship
And three times around spun she
Well it three times around spun our gallant ship
And she sank to the bottom of the sea

[Chorus]
And the ocean winds do roar, (Do roar!)
And the stormy winds do blow,
And we poor sailors boys go skipping at the top,
As the landlubbers lie down below, (Below! Below!)
The landlubbers lie down below.

(Charlie 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.

[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.