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Charlie Brown
By Charles Xavier
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Oh, Charlie Brown had lived an unsuccessful life.
He had no skill to play the piano or the fife.
Charles M. Schulz created him with many plans,
So Charlie Brown's tales of bad luck began.
He met with Linus almost every single day,
Expressing his utter grief and daily dismay.
It was no wonder that he had a lack of hair,
Girls didn't know how much they were in for a scare!
(Children's Chorus)
Brown. Oh, Charlie Brown.
Don't let Sally get you down.
Don't let Lucy make you frown.
Brown. Oh, Charlie Brown.
Gonna use your head as a bowling ball.
Gonna score a strike, leap with joy and bawl.
Oh, Charlie Brown.
Oh, Charlie Brown needed to win the baseball game,
Standing alone on the pitcher's mound in heavy rain.
All of his teammates had left him behind.
Oh, Charlie Brown was certainly out of his mind.
In his attempts to claim his fame and victory,
He had to screw it all up on a spelling bee.
So if you're only getting stones on Halloween time,
Oh, Charlie Brown, you have to sing with us this rhyme:
(Children's Chorus)
Brown. Oh, Charlie Brown.
Why do your hopes tumble down?
Why is your head shaped so round?
Brown. Oh, Charlie Brown.
Do you ever think you will kick that ball?
Can't spell 'beagle' right, is your brain that small?
Oh, Charlie Brown.
(Children's Chorus)
Brown. Oh, Charlie Brown.
Gonna use your head as a bowling ball.
Gonna score a strike, leap with joy and bawl.
Oh, Charlie Brown.
Oh, Charlie Brown had lived an unsuccessful life.
Couldn't spread jam on toast with a butter knife.
Who would have known that he would grow big in Japan?
Oh, Charlie Brown, you're a peculiar young man...