Charlie’s Mother:
You get blue like everyone,
But me and Grandpa Joe
Can make you troubles go away,
Blow away, there they go…
Cheer Up Charlie
Give me a smile,
What happened to the smile I used to know
Don’t you know your grin has always been my sunshine;
Let that sunshine show…
Come on Charlie,
No need to frown,
Deep down you know tomorrow is your toy…
When the days get heavy
Never pitter patter
Up and attum boy.
Someday, sweet as a song,
Charhe’s lucky day will come along,
Till that day,