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Second Street and Broadway,
G
sitting in a door way;
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head held in his hands
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Looked to all the world like he was praying
D
Foot wrapped in an old rag,
G
bottle in a brown bag;
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I saw him try to stand
EE7A
Then I heard the words that he was saying, yeah
DGD
He said come on Carrie, carry me a little farther
A
Come on Carrie, carry me one more mile
D
I don't know where it's leading to,
GE
but I know I can make it if I lean on you
DG
So come on Carrie, carry me a little
DG
I carried you, now carry me a little
DGD
Come on Carrie, carry me a little while
D
Well, he struggled to his feet,
G
and staggered down the street;
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to the window of the five-and-dime
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He stood and laughed a while at his reflection
D
And then I heard him shoutin',
G
something about a mountain;
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he could surely climb, if she was only there to point the right direction
But she ain't no, no she ain't no
DGD
He said come on Carrie, carry me a little farther
A
Come on Carrie, carry me one more mile
D
I don't know where it's leading to,
GE
but I know I can make it if I lean on you
DG
So come on Carrie, carry me a little
DG
I carried you, now carry me a little
DGD
Come on Carrie, carry me a little while, yeah
GDGD
Carry me, carry me, carry me, carry me. . .