Well, let me tell you all a story
Of a man named Charlie
On a tragic and fateful day
He put ten cents in his pocket
Kissed his wife and family
And went to ride on the M.T.A.
But did he ever return?
No, he never returned
And his fate is still unlearned
He may ride forever neath' the streets of Boston
He's the man who never returned
Charlie handed in his dime
At the Candle Square Station
And he changed for Jamaica Plain
When he got there the conductor asked for one more nickel
Charlie couldn't get off that train
But did he ever return?
No he never returned
And his fate is still unlearned
He may ride forever neath' the streets of Boston
He's the man who never returned
Now all night long he rides through the station crying
"What will become of me?
How can I afford to see my sister in Chelsea,
Or my cousin in Rocksbury?"
But did he ever return
No, he never returned
And his fate is still unlearned
He may ride forver neath' the streets of Boston
He's the man who never returned
Charlie's wife goes down to the Scully Square station
Every day at a quarter past two
And through the open window she hands Charlie a sandwich
As the train comes rumbling through
But did he ever return?
No he never returned
And his fate is still unlearned
He may ride forever neath' the streets of Boston
He's the man who never returned
(Banjo Solo)
Now you citizens of Boston
Don't you think its a scandal how the people
Have to pay and pay
Fight for fair increase
Vote for George O'Brien
Get poor Charlie off the M.TA.!
But did he ever return?
No he never returned
And his fate is still unlearned
He may ride forever neath' the streets of Boston
He's the man who never returned
But did he ever return?
No, he never returned
And his fate is still unlearned
He may ride forever neath' the streets of Boston
He's the man who never returned
He's that man who never returned
He's that man who never returned