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A Camp Charlie Charlie

I met a boy called charlie charlie On the fourth of september last year He was twenty-one, and once a teenage star So sweet in the way he appeared, in

I met a boy called charlie charlie On the fourth of september last year He was twenty-one, and once a teenage star So sweet in the way he appeared, in

By a lonely prison wall, I heard a young girl calling: "Michael, they have taken you away, For you stole Trevelyn's corn, So the young might see the morn

out Grip a motherfucker by his neck and gouge his fuckin' eyes out I'm insane by a long shot, hey Chuckwick Bill a.k.a Charles Libre A short nigga with

tha club Hate ta be a lamppost This tha night we get it tight and see who clockin the most Just bailed in off them dangerous streets Fresh off a lick 5 g's a

A canvas covered cabin in a crowded labor camp Stand out in this mem'ry I revive Cause my daddy raised a family there with two hard working hands And

a mountain top Getting dropped and getting popped You talk a lot, lot, laugh, rap a lot, lot Sell the reefa to them kids Like a salesman on a car lot

nothin' like a cowboy song to Make it all feel just right But even cowboys like a little bit of rock and roll Even cowboys like a little bit of rock

Grip a motherfucker by his neck and gouge his fuckin eyes out I'm insane by a longshot, hey Chuckwick Bill, a.k.a. Charles Libre A short nigga with some