Me and Charlie Franklin Sneaking out across the floor We want to dance with Susan and there's Bound to be a tug-of-war I lose my nerve but Charlie's cool Susan proves that she's no fool As she laughs and chooses Charlie for the chance Now Charlie's gonna make that wheelchair dance Little Charlie Franklin Growing up on our street Through all those years his Doctors never thought he'd see He never could walk, he never could run He never had any trouble having lots of fun Charlie runs on something deep inside Something no doctor could prescribe Charlie, everybody dies But not everyone is wise with the time they're given Charlie, I just have to bite my tongue When I they say you died too young I know you're still living Little Charlie Franklin Didn't make it to our wedding day But me and Susan Sent the invitation anyway And it was no surprise to anyone When the early spring brought us a son Laughing and dancing into this world he came And Charlie Franklin will be his name