A Boy Named Charlie Brown

Like the shadows of the morning

That climb up to the August afternoon

Charlie has a way

Of picking up a day

Just by walking slowly in a room

Maybe it's a kind of magic

Only little boys can do

But seeing Charlie smile

Can make you stop awhile

And get you feeling glad you're you

He's only a boy named Charlie

A boy named Charlie Brown

He's just the kid next door

Perhaps a little more

He's every kid in every town

The world is full of lots of people

Here and there and all around

But people after all

Start out as being small

We're all a boy named Charlie Brown

Now the shadows of the morning

Have gone past the August afternoon

And Charlie's had his way

His very special day

His morning and his evening and his noon

A boy named Charlie Brown