Charlie Brown works hard all day
Doesn't get home till the sky is grey
Sees his children tucked in bed
He's a man that gets them fed

Sits down by the fireside
The tears fill his eyes
The wind's blowing and the storm's a-growing
Aren't you glad you're inside

What a quiet life he's had
Don't you think it's very sad

Stays his bed till 10 o'clock
On his weekly one day off
Takes his kids down to the park
Till the sky's starts getting dark

What a quiet life he's had
Don't you think it's very sad

Monday morning comes so fast
Makes him wonder how the time goes past
Another week of graft and grind
Another week's HP to find

What a quiet life he's had
Don't you think it's very sad
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