Dr. Hook - Carry me carrie

^D Second Street and Broadway, ^G Sittin' in a doorway ^D Head held in his hands, ^E Looked to all the world Like he was ^A prayin', ^D Foot wrapped in old rag, ^G Bottle in a brown bag, ^D I saw him trying to stand ^E Then I heard the words, that he was ^A sayin' He said...

^D Come on, Carrie, ^G Carry me a little ^D farther ^D Come on, Carrie, Carry me one more ^A mile. ^D I don't know where it's leadin' to, But I ^G know I can make it if I ^E lean on you, So ^D come on, Carrie, ^G Carry me a little ^D I carried you, now ^G carry me a little, ^D (Pause) Come on, [G] Carrie, carry me A little [D] while. [G] [D] [G]

Well he ^D struggled to his feet, And ^G staggered down the street To the ^D window of a five and dime, He ^E stood and laughed a while at his ^A reflection. ^D And then I heard him shoutin', ^G Something 'bout a mountain ^D He could surely ^D climb, If ^E she was only there To point to right ^A direction., But she ain't, no, but she ain't, no....