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 old rag,
    Bottle in a brown bag,
    I saw him trying to stand
    Then I heard the words
    that he was sayin'

    He said...

 CHORUS:
    Come on, Carrie, 
    Carry me a little farther
    Come on, Carrie, 
    Carry me one more mile.
    I don't know where it's leadin' 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.

 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.
    And then I heard him shoutin'
    Something 'bout a mountain
    He could surely climb
    If she was only there 
    To point to right direction.

But she ain't, no, but she ain't, no....

 CHORUS:
    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 leadin' 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....

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