Carry Me Carrie

Second Street and Broadway

Sittin' in a doorway

Head held in his hands

Looked to all the world like he was prayin'



Foot wrapped in an old rag

Bottle in a brown bag

I saw him try to stand

Then I heard the words that he was sayin' (ya)



He said, "Come on Carrie

Carry me a little farther

Come on Carrie,

Carry me one more mile

I don't know where it's leading to

But I know I can make it if I lean on you so

Come on Carrie

Carry me a little

I carried you now carry me a little

Come on Carrie

Carry me a little while

Carry me."



Well he struggled to his feet

And staggered down the street to the window of a five and dime

He stood and laughed a while at his reflection

Then I heard him shout something 'bout a mountain

He could surely climb

If she was only there to point the right direction

But she ain't no she ain't no



He said, "Come on Carrie

Carry me a little farther

Come on Carrie,

Carry me one more mile

I don't know where it's leading to

But I know I can make it if I lean on you so

Come on Carrie

Carry me a little

I carried you now carry me a little

Come on Carrie

Carry me a little while

Carry me Carrie

Gotta carry me

Carry me!

Ya

Carry me Carrie

Ya gotta carry me

Carry me

Gotta carry me

Gotta carry me

I carried you

Carry me Carrie

Carry me

Carry me Carrie

Gotta carry me

Gotta carry

Gotta carry

Gotta carry me