Said you'd follow me anywhere But your eyes Tell me you won't be there I got to learn how to love without you I got to carry my cross without you Stuck in the middle and I'm just about to Figure it out without you And I'm done sitting home without you

Come shine my way May healing waters bury all my pain Carry me home The fabric of reality is tearing apart The piece of me that died Will return To live again

I got some good friends that live down the street Got a good looking woman with her arms 'round me Here in a small town, where it feels like home It's the weight that you carry from the the things that you think you want I've got everything I need and

Say it ain't so, I will not go Turn the lights off, carry me home Na, na, na, na Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na Keep your head still, I'll be your thrill The night will go on All the small things True care truth brings I'll take one lift

When it hurts like you've crashed from above I'll be the one, I'll be the one, I'll be the one to Carry you home Heal your broken bones Sometimes you need someone to carry you home When it's true love I gave it all to someone When the one you care for

Sweet home Alabama Where the skies are so blue Lord, I'm coming home to you Alabama, ah ah ah Big wheels keep on turning Carry me home to see my kin Singing songs about the Southland

And rasta nuh live pon no capture land Carry we go home, Carry we go home And bring we gone a east Cause man a rasta man Carry we go home An mek we settle and seize Caw man a rasta man And I say Dread and Terrible pon dem Good god of grace, well I have

Tonight, we are young So let's set the world on fire We can burn brighter than the sun So if by the time the bar closes Carry me home tonight (Na na na na na na) Just carry me home tonight (Na na na na na na) Give me a second I I need to get my story

Seagull carry me, over land and sea To my own folk, that's where I want to be Every beat of my heart Tears me further apart I'm lost and alone in the dark I'm going home Through these misty eyes I see lonely skies Lonely road to Babylon

Sweet home Alabama Where the skies are so blue Lord, I'm coming home to you Big wheels keep on turning Carry me home to see my kin Singing songs about the south-land I miss 'ole' 'bamy once again And I think it's a sin Well I heard Mister Young sing