8 November 1949 -- Walter A. O'Brien, Jr. Defeated in the Boston Mayoral Race

“M.T.A.” -- Kingston Trio
“The Ship That Never Returned” -- Bradley Kincaid


There is an old saying which, I think, must date to the age of Ancient Greece warning of those three inescapable yet incomprehensive realities of life: Death, taxes, and urban mass-transit. That is a paraphrase of course, but I think I captured the gist of it.


Today, let example just one of those brutal facets of human existence, urban mass-transit. I speak specifically of the Metropolitan Transit Authority or M.T.A, the prior incarnation of the Massachusetts Bay Transportation Authority. To call the M.T.A. fare schedule insanely confusing is to understate the chaos that was its normal pretense of routine. About the time this song was written in the 1940s, a commuter’s guide to the M.T.A. byzantine fare and transfer structure consumed nine pages, making it a threat to riders and trees alike. To further perplex M.T.A. users after a fare increase on branch lines, the city choose not to modify turnstiles to reflect the new pricing. Rather, the additional nickel would be collected at the destination.

The people of Boston needed a champion to protect against such deprivations. Walter A. O'Brien, Jr. thought himself that champion.


O’Brien stood for election in Boston’s 1949 mayoral race as the Progressive candidate. However, being a man with many ideas, but slight funds, he needed a method to campaign against his better moneyed opponents. Having far more audacity than political acumen, O’Brien found one. He commissioned local talent to compose seven politically themed songs, each devoted to a single plank of his platform. O’Brien then blasted the songs from a sound truck driven through various Boston neighborhoods. The results of this experiment in modern electioneering failed to realize O’Brien’s lofty ambitions. He came in fifth of five candidates with only 1.2% of the vote. In a further twist of the dagger, he was fined ten dollars for disturbing the peace with his truck-mounted speakers.


O’Brien would retire his dreams of political success eight years later and returned to his native Maine where he would live out his remaining years first as a librarian and then as manager of a bookstore.


Even so, we would commit gross error in thinking O’Brien quixotic campaign to lack lasting results. One of O’Brien’s seven campaign songs would long outlive his political career. Civil rights activist Jacqueline Steiner had joined with fellow folk music singer/songwriter Bess Lomax Hawes to compose a ditty promoting O’Brien's promise of reduced and more uniform M.T.A. fares. Set to the tune of “The Ship That Never Returned,” the very same melody borrowed by the lyricist of “The Wreck of the Old 97,” this charming song told the story of a hapless commuter, doomed by perplexing fare schedules and increases to perpetually travel Boston’s subways.

Jacqueline Steiner Tells of Charlie's Birth

As with most great folk songs, lyrics are malleable and vary from artist to artist, but one popular variation of Steiner and Hawes’ classic song follows:


Let me tell you 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 MTA


Charlie handed in his dime
At the Kendall Square Station
And he changed for Jamaica Plain
When he got there the conductor told him,
"One more nickel."
Charlie could not get off that train.


Did he ever return,
No he never returned
And his fate is still unlearn'd
He may ride forever
'Neath the streets of Boston
He's the man who never returned.


Now all night long
Charlie rides through the tunnels
Saying, "What will become of me?
How can I afford to see
My sister in Chelsea
Or my cousin in Roxbury?"


Charlie's wife goes down
To the Scollay Square station
Every day at quarter past two
And through the open window
She hands Charlie a sandwich
As the train comes rumblin' through.


As his train rolled on
underneath Greater Boston
Charlie looked around and sighed:
"Well, I'm sore and disgusted
And I'm absolutely busted;
I guess this is my last long ride."


Now you citizens of Boston,
Don't you think it's a scandal
That the people have to pay and pay
Vote for Walter A. O'Brien
And fight the fare increase
Get poor Charlie off the MTA.


Or else he'll never return,
No he'll never return
And his fate will be unlearned
He may ride forever
'neath the streets of Boston
He's the man (Who's the man)
He's the man (Oh, the man)
He's the man who never returned.


In 1959, the Kingston Trio offered their own take on the song, turning from a classic into a legend. The lyrics were modified from the original for greater or lesser effect, and the lessons learned from prior recordings applied. Walter O’Brien had been unfairly slandered by Cold War anti-Communist paranoia, and previous versions of “M.T.A.” had been criticized for the use of the politically unpopular former-mayoral candidate. And so Walter O’Brien became George O’Brien, a subterfuge that almost certainly fooled no one.




These are the times that try men's souls. In the course of our nation's history, the people of Boston have rallied bravely whenever the rights of men have been threatened. Today, a new crisis has arisen. The Metropolitan Transit Authority, better known as the M. T. A., is attempting to levy a burdensome tax on the population in the form of a subway fare increase. Citizens, hear me out! This could happen to you!


Well, let me tell you of the story of a man named Charley 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.


Well, did he ever return? No, he never returned, and his fate is still unknown.
(What a pity!)
He may ride forever 'neath the streets of Boston. He's the man who never returned.


Charlie handed in his dime at the Kendall Square Station and he changed for Jamaica Plain.
When he got there the conductor told him, "One more nickel."
Charlie couldn't get off of that train.


Well, did he ever return? No, he never returned, and his fate is still unknown.
(Poor ole Charlie.)
He may ride forever 'neath the streets of Boston. He's the man who never returned.


Now, all night long Charlie rides through the station, crying, "What will become of me?!!
How can I afford to see my sister in Chelsea or my cousin in Roxbury?"


Well, did he ever return? No, he never returned, and his fate is still unknown.
(Shame and scandal.)
He may ride forever 'neath the streets of Boston. He's the man who never returned.


Charlie's wife goes down to the Scollay Square Station every day at quarter past two,
And through the open window she hands Charlie a sandwich as the train comes rumblin' through.


Well, did he ever return? No, he never returned, and his fate is still unknown.
(He may ride forever.)
He may ride forever 'neath the streets of Boston. He's the man who never returned.


Now, you citizens of Boston, don't you think it's a scandal how the people have to pay and pay?
Fight the fare increase! Vote for George O'Brien! Get poor Charlie off the M. T. A.


Or else he’ll ever return? No, he’ll never return, and his fate will be unlearned.
(Just like Paul Revere.)
He may ride forever 'neath the streets of Boston. He's the man who never returned.
He's the man who never returned.
He's the man who never returned.
Ain't you Charlie?

The 1959 recording propelled poor Charlie to national prominence. From across the whole of the United States, pre-packaged sandwiches and packets of nickels began to pour into the Metropolitan Transit Authority’s Park Square offices, all donated for Charlie succor. And the city that rejected O’Brien came to enthusiastically Charlie as its own. Even today, the electronic farecards used by Boston commuters are known as the CharlieCards and CharlieTickets. The illustration embossed on these farecards display Charlie brandishing his own Charlie Card. Seems Charlie finally got off that train.

I would be amiss not to afford any reader with the opportunity to compare "M.T.A." with the song which donated its music to Charlie's story.


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