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The MTA (Kingston Trio)

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Let me tell you of a story 'bout a man named
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Charlie On a tragic and fateful day. He put ten
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cents in his pocket, kissed his wife and family,
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Went to ride on the M T A.
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    But will he ever return? No he'll
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    never return, And his fate is still
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    unlearned. He may ride forever 'neath
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    the streets of Boston, He's the man
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    who never returned.
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Charlie handed in his dime at the Scully Square
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Station, And he changed for Jamaica Plain. When
     
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he got there the conductor told him, "One more
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nickel!" Charlie couldn't get off of that train.
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Now all night long Charlie rides through the
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stations, Crying, "What will become of me? How
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can I afford to see my sister in Chelsey, Or my
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brother in Roxbury?"
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Charlie's wife goes down to the Scully Square
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Station, Every day at a quarter past two. And
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through the open window she hands Charlie his
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sandwich As the train goes rumbling through.
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Now you citizens of Boston, don't you think it's
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a scandal, How the people have to pay and pay?
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Fight the fare increase, vote for George
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O'Brien, Get poor Charlie off the M T A!
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The MTA (Kingston Trio)                               Fight the fare increase, vote for George          
                                                      O'Brien, Get poor Charlie off the M T A!          
Let me tell you of a story 'bout a man named                                                            
Charlie On a tragic and fateful day. He put ten       [chorus]                                          
cents in his pocket, kissed his wife and family,                                                        
Went to ride on the M T A.                                                                              
                                                                                                        
[chorus]:                                                                                               
    But will he ever return? No he'll                                                                   
    never return, And his fate is still                                                                 
    unlearned. He may ride forever 'neath                                                               
    the streets of Boston, He's the man                                                                 
    who never returned.                                                                                 
                                                                                                        
Charlie handed in his dime at the Scully Square                                                         
Station, And he changed for Jamaica Plain. When                                                         
he got there the conductor told him, "One more                                                          
nickel!" Charlie couldn't get off of that train.                                                        
                                                                                                        
[chorus]                                                                                                
                                                                                                        
Now all night long Charlie rides through the                                                            
stations, Crying, "What will become of me? How                                                          
can I afford to see my sister in Chelsey, Or my                                                         
brother in Roxbury?"                                                                                    
                                                                                                        
[chorus]                                                                                                
                                                                                                        
Charlie's wife goes down to the Scully Square                                                           
Station, Every day at a quarter past two. And                                                           
through the open window she hands Charlie his                                                           
sandwich As the train goes rumbling through.                                                            
                                                                                                        
[chorus]                                                                                                
                                                                                                        
Now you citizens of Boston, don't you think it's                                                        
a scandal, How the people have to pay and pay?