You could have gotten by in this small town, till the landlord raised the rent.
Things got so expensive, but the door he went.
I know they call it the great outdoors, not so great when you're living outside.
Living in the bushes, you watch the cars go by.
Laying down, down, down, by the side of the road.
Laying down, down, down, for fault of his own.
We don't got much in this small town, what we got we're willing to share.
I'm proud to say.
We got a shelter there, with one-employee volunteers.
The first cold nights of the season, he let some fellas talk him in.
The man he knew was real big, but he was thin.
Twenty days he stayed there, he didn't make a sound.
He wouldn't even look at me, he just stared at the ground.
I didn't know what to call him.
I didn't know his name.
I'll call you Charlie, just the same.
Laying down, down, down, by the side of the road.
Found, found, found, a temporary home.
One day, a man came in, really he was just a nod.
From his heavy war attire, camped with a battle squad.
I said, we don't have much, what we got we're willing to share.
We get a roof and a mirror and some medical care.
Then something happened, I never thought I'd see.
There was a big Charlie, walking playfully.
I said, hey mister, this here must be a dog.
He shook his head no, and finally spoke and said, I wish he was.
Now he's found, found, found, he found a home.
Became the best friend to a veteran, was tired of being alone.
He's found, found, found, he found a home.
Became the best friend to a veteran, was tired of being alone.
Things looked up for the veteran, he felt safe at night.
He met a girl walking in the park and she became his wife.
She loves that big dog, he's amazing with their kids.
She puts up with him hard than half the bed, cause she knows what he did.
Now he's found, found, found, on the side of the road.
Now he's found, found, found.
He started a home.
He started a home.
He found, found, found, on the side of the road.
Became the best friend to a veteran, was tired of being alone.
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