Some saw

the (G#m7)sun,

some saw

the (F#)smoke,

some heard

the (G#)gun,

some some bent

the (C#m)bow.

Some times the wire

must is tense (G#)for the note.

Caught in the fire,

Lord,

say oh,

we’re a bout

to ex (F#)plode.

Car ry your world,

I’ll car ry your world.

Car ry your world,

I’ll car ry your world.

Some far

a (F#)way,

some search

for (G#)gold,

some drag on

to (C#m)slay.

Heav en, we hope,

must is just (G#)up the road.

Show me the way,

Lord,

’cause I,

I’m a bout

to ex (F#)plode.

Car ry your world,

I’ll car ry your world.

Car ry your world,

I’ll car ry your world.

(Car ry your world.)

Car ry your world

and all your hurt.

(Car ry your world.)

Car ry your world.