Charles Brown works hard all day
Doesn't get home till the sky is gray
Sees his children tucked in bed
He's a man that gets and paid
Sits down by the fireside
The tears fill his eye
The wind's blowing
And the storm's 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 dark and 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 grunt and grind
Another week's HP to find
What a quiet life he's had
Don't you think it's very sad?
Doesn't get home till the sky is gray
Sees his children tucked in bed
He's a man that gets and paid
Sits down by the fireside
The tears fill his eye
The wind's blowing
And the storm's 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 dark and 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 grunt and grind
Another week's HP to find
What a quiet life he's had
Don't you think it's very sad?