Charlie - Lyrics Home


The summer's gone.
The geese have flown.
The frost is on the day.
The season is
a time machine
that carries me away.

Charlie,Charlie.
Here I am behind the ages
Charlie, hurry.
Turn your eyes to where the page began.
I recall it was September
when she came to me.
'Cept for old folks, who remembers
how it used to be?

Fishing village, by the ocean
Mountains on the sea.
'Cept for me now, who remembers
How it used to be?


Ah, don't you see
she's the reason
that I worship this season
and I'm not really here.

I could believe in tomorrow
if I thought that tomorrow
hadn't already been here.

Fishing village by the ocean.
Mountains on the sea.
'Cept for me now, who remembers
how it used to be?




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Music and lyrics - Jef White
Vocals - Jef White and Nancy Ward
Guitar and mandolin - Jef White
Keyboards and flute - Jack Lenz
Bass guitar - Mike Snook
Drums - Bob DeSalle
Producer - Eugene Martynec
Engineer - Ken Friesen
Recorded at Eastern Sound Studios in Toronto, Canada in 1976


 
Words and music
by Jef White © 1995