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....