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Carry Me

Crosby Stills Nash And Young

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                        Carry Me    (David Crosby)

      g# e b g# e b   g# e b g# e b   f# e d f# e d f# e g# e b g# e b
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    e                    b  A                C#m     b
     When I was a young man, I found an old dream

    e                        b         A                 C#m     b
     It was as battered and worn a one, as you have ever seen

    e            b             A                C#m     b
     I invented some new wings, and I painted a nose

    e             b               A     C#m   A
     I wished so hard, up in the air, I ro-o-ose, singing

    e                     d       A            e
     Carry me, carry me, carry me, above the world

                          d       A            e
     Carry me, carry me, carry me

    e                 b      A                     C#m     b
     And I once loved a girl, she was younger than me

    e                      b
     Her parents kept her locked, up in their lives

                  A                           C#m          b
     And she was crying, she was wishing she could be free

    e             b
     Of course I mostly remember her laughing

    A                               C#m   b
     Standing there and watching us play

    e              b        A           C#m                 A
     For a while then, the music, would take her away and she'd be singing

    e                     d       A             e
     Carry me, carry me, carry me, above this world

                          d       A            e
     Carry me, carry me, carry me, above the world

    e                b        A
     Then there was my mother, she was lying in white sheets there

                 C#m            b
     And she was waiting to die

    e                          b                            A
     She said if you just reach underneath this bed, and untie these weights

              C#m       b
     I could surely fly

    e                     b
     She's still smiling but she's tired

    A                        C#m           b
     She'd like to hear that last bell ring

    e                     b                   A       C#m        A
     You know if she still could she would, stand up, she would sing

    e                     d       A            e
     Carry me, carry me, carry me, above the world

                          d       A       d       A       d       A       e
     Carry me, carry me, oo-ooh, oo-ooh, oo-ooh, oo-ooh, oo-ooh, oo-ooh, ooh

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Written by:         Mick Anderson     micka@jolt.mpx.com.au

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