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
  Come on, Carrie, carry me a 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....
  CHORUS:
  He said
  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
  Come on, Carrie,
  Carry me a little while....