The doghouse sits silent
The pitcher's mound too
Linus cries in his blanket
The whole world cries too
The round-headed kid
whose life was disdain
Will never feed Snoopy
Or play baseball again
I watched him stay humble
At Halloween time
When rocks filled his bag
His heartache was mine
Christmas was Peanuts
and that sad little tree
Linus made us realize
What Christmas should be
Pigpen's life
was a dust-filled swirl
Charlie Brown's heart
was a red-haired girl
The World War I ace
shot the Red Baron down
then snuggled with Woodstock
down on the ground
They attached to our souls
they were part of our heart
In the morning over coffee
on the T.V. in the dark
So our world is a much
lonelier place tonight
A legend has passed
into the light
And somewhere a beagle howls
a most pitiful sound
He's lost his best friend
You were a good man, Charlie Brown. |
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