Youd like to be in Charlies shoes thats what you always said Cause he had me and everything tied with a golden thread Then one day ol Charlie left and when you got the news It wasnt long till you were walking round in Charlies shoes But youre wearing out the shoes that Charlie wore Back and forth across the hardwood floor You run around all over town while Im in misery Your nights in Charlies shoes are killing me [ whistle ] The greener grasses that you found for me has turn to brown For every little dream I build youre always tearing down Youre not the man I thought you were just steppin Charlies shoes So please wont you give them back and end these lonely blues Cause youre wearing out the shoes...
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