C. Brown, he awakes from bed

He brushes his teeth and he combs his head for school

Out the door and down the street

Down to the corner, a bus, and some friends that he's supposed to meet

But they're not to his surprise

His friends, they've gone and they've told C all lies

But you can walk on with me

You don't even need to say a word

You don't have to worry about the others

Now you see him and he runs up fast

Kicks at the air, his friends watch him fall and they laugh

Charlie there, he likes his friends

But in his heart, he knows that sometimes a dog is as good as any man

We're all trying to do as we should

But that doesn't always rhyme with doing just what feels good

But you can sit in the grass if it feels good

You don't even need to think a word

You don't have to worry, don't worry

Charlie there has drawn a gun

Right there in the square, he's sketched Lucy on the run

Aim's his eye, cocks his head

In a cloud of dust, there Lucy's gone

Charlie's only trying to go through

Drawn to others as they've been drawn to you

And you can walk on home with me

You don't even need to think a word

You don't have to worry