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When I was a young man, I found an old dream
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It was as battered and worn a one, as you have ever seen
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I invented some new wings, and I painted a nose
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I wished so hard, up in the air, I ro-o-ose, singing
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Carry me, carry me, carry me, above the world
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Carry me, carry me, carry me
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And I once loved a girl, she was younger than me
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Her parents kept her locked, up in their lives
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And she was crying, she was wishing she could be free
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Of course I mostly remember her laughing
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Standing there and watching us play
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For a while then, the music, would take her away and sheʼd be singing
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Carry me, carry me, carry me, above this world
D#A#F
Carry me, carry me, carry me, above the world
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Then there was my mother, she was lying in white sheets there
DmC
And she was waiting to die
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She said if you just reach underneath this bed, and untie these weights
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I could surely fly
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Sheʼs still smiling but sheʼs tired
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Sheʼd like to hear that last bell ring
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You know if she still could she would, stand up, she would sing
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Carry me, carry me, carry me, above the world
D#A#D#A#D#A#F
Carry me, carry me, oo-ooh, oo-ooh, oo-ooh, oo-ooh, oo-ooh, oo-ooh, ooh