Intro
Sunday morning, lying in my car
The roof's dash a warning, couldn't get too far
Seven drummers are marching in the rain
A latin lover couldn't feel the pain
A red Camaro I'll never get their fill
Of feeling freedom just west of Chapel Hill
Carry on you vagabonds, everyone's gone away
Carry on you vagabonds, everyone's gone away
(And it goes on the same pattern...)
Crossed-eye and Husky are coming down the ridge
Where growing marijuana underneath the bridge
Shaky fingers stand up pointing at Coates
Folky singers with cold harmonica's
Carry on you vagabonds, everyone's gone away
Carry on you vagabonds, everyone's gone away
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(Using same chords for this part sounds nice to me)
Roll me over, tell me I'm alive
Shadow breathing right between the eyes
Carry on you vagabonds, everyone's gone away
Carry on you vagabonds, everyone's gone away
Carry on you vagabonds, everyone's gone away
Carry on you vagabonds, everyone's gone away...
Outro