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Lazy was the last thing that he said |
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But at that point in the story we had lost the thread |
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We were all afraid he was describing us |
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His poison was exceptional, his rants could be contagious |
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Charlie was a drinker who came east |
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Different from the northerners who'd learned to hide the beast |
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Though he'd never hit you there was always fear |
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When the man began his slide, no one could interfere |
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Old man, since you've gone |
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I've moved on but I miss you |
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Thought you weren't kind, you could shine |
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When you wanted to, Charlie and Annie |
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Annie was the woman about town |
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Dark red curls, a body that her dress was built around |
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She could turn the head of any man she met |
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Those who got her into bed were forever in her debt |
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Annie, when you'd leave |
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I'd believe that you'd gone for good |
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You'd be a star without Charlie and motherhood |
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Charlie and Annie, Charlie and Annie |
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Charlie and Annie, the saddest story ever told |
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Our life began in this household |
