Steve Poltz - Ballad of Chuck lyrics

Well they say as a child, Charlie's mother would cry His father would beat him by the shed outside And no one would listen and no one came by He grew to be older and swallow his pride When he first left his home he was only sixteen He followed his heart or he followed his dream But it all fell apart, or it split at the seam He grew to be older and he grew to be mean Charlie would say it don't matter that much A slap on the face like a want and a touch Sometimes that temper can act as a crutch Better watch your step, Chuck She was a froline, a young tourist She was the swan who started all this There were sailors and mad men and they were all pissed The blood started flowing over one reckless kiss Well, the authorities came with a howl of the hounds They emptied their guns but they paid for their rounds And they took poor Charlie to the center of town Where they strung him up just to knock him back down Charlie would say it don't matter that much A slap on the face like a want and a touch Sometimes that temper can act as a crutch Better watch your step, Chuck Well, the judge, he was mean and he drew a deep breath He sentenced poor Charlie to a quick hanging d**h But little did he know that the rope would soon break A sign that his life, well a court couldn't take Capital punishment fits like a glove But a sentence like that only comes from above When you're raised as a child with a kick and a shove It's sad that a man has to die without love Charlie would say it don't matter that much A slap on the face like a want and a touch Sometimes that temper can act as a crutch Better watch your step, Chuck