A
On a street corner in Pittsburgh, PA
D
There's a tough Irish boy with no dreams
A
But to be King for one day
D
And he's schooled by the older ones
A
With lessons and the conduct of the streets
E D
He's got a mean right cross
A
And a devastating left hook
A
He likes to drink and he likes to fight
D
He likes poppin' pills and Du-Op
A
and the boulevard on a Saturday night
D
And he's going no where fast
A
you know he's happy just staying alive
E D
But you can always count on Charlie
A
To be there if you needed him
A
In a courtroom on a December's day
D
The judge said look here son
If you wanna play A
You're gonna have to pay
D
See these rules that you life by
A
Don't exist in a civilized world.
E D A
So I offer you prison, or Vietnam.
A
You know Charlie, he's kinda crazy
D
He just stood there looked at me,
A
Looked at the judge, straight in the eyes
D
Said I'd love to fight your honor
A
And you know I've got nothing to lose
E D A
So send me off to war, I don't mind.
A
He spent two years
Learning weapons of death D
And a year in the jungle
A
Like an animal where it's kill or be killed
D
And the right amount of heroin
A
Really seems the quiet the bombs
E D A
Back in Pittsburgh, things are rather calm
A
Now Charlie, he is my friend
D
Taught me how to hold my head up
A
Told me soon that I'd be a man
D
Says that Agent Orange is calling
A
And the doctors have done all they can
E D
Well Charlie, I'm gonna miss you
A
after you're gone
E D
Well Charlie, I'm gonna miss you
A
after you're gone
E D
Well Charlie, I'm gonna miss you
A
