Standard (EADGBE)
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, (Pause) Come on,
Carrie, carry me 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....