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.      When 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....