There's a little boy, in our neighborhood
His name is Charlie Jackson, and he's really lookin' good
I had to go and see him, so I called him on the phone
I walked over to his house, and this was goin' on

His brother was on the sofa, eatin' chocolate pie
His Momma was in the kitchen, cuttin' chicken up to fry
His Daddy was in the backyard, rollin' up a garden hose
I was on the porch with Charlie, feelin' love down to my toes
And we were swingin' (swingin')
Aw, yeah now we were swingin' (swingin')

Little Charlie he's as pretty as the angels when they sing
I can't believe I'm out here on his front porch in this swing
Just a swingin' (swingin')

Yeah, and we'll be swingin' (swingin')
Yes, we'll be swingin' (swingin')
Little Charlie he's as pretty as the angels when they sing
I can't believe I'm out here on his front porch in this swing
Just a swingin' (swingin')

Now Charlieshe's a darlin', she's the apple of my eye
When I'm on the swing with him, it makes me almost high
And Charlie is my lover, and he has been since the spring
I just can't believe it started on his front porch in this swing
Just a swingin'. (swingin')
Ah-just a swingin' (swingin')

Little Charlie he's as pretty as the angels when they sing
I can't believe I'm out here on his front porch in this swing
Just a swingin' (swingin')

I said Little Charlie he's as pretty as the angels when they sing
I can't believe I'm out here on his front porch in this swing
Just a swingin' (swingin') (swingin')

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Colt Ford, John David Anderson, Lionel A. Delmore