Let me tell you all the story of a man named Charlie
On a tragic and fateful day;
He put ten cents in his pocket,
Kissed his wife and family,
Went to ride on the M. T. A.
But did he ever return?
No, he never returned,
And his fate is still unlearned.
He may ride forever 'neath the streets of Boston,
He's the man who never returned.
Charlie handed in his dime