Carry My Guitar
They drink Tanqueray and Grand Mariner and play the game of make-believe
I’m standing in this parking lot watching shadows falling in the dark
I think I’ve got everything I need but I want a man to carry my guitar
Chorus: It’s a heavy load rolling down the road
Another town, another solo show
I can’t go home cause I do not know where I belong
But if you came along it wouldn’t seem so far
If you came along you might
Carry my guitar
I try and try but I’m afraid I’ll die on this broken lonely neon stage
At two a.m. I pack my gear everyone else bellies up for a beer
And somewhere between night and day my big-time rock star dreams all fade
Chorus: It’s a heavy load rolling down the road
Another town, another solo show
I can’t go home cause I do not know where I belong
But if you came along it wouldn’t seem so far
If you came along you might
Carry my guitar
Bridge: It’s me and the truckers, broken-hearted suckers chasing what we’ll never find
It’s good for the long haul, bad for the soul and it weighs on my mind
Chorus: It’s a heavy load rolling down the road
Another town, another solo show
I can’t go home cause I do not know where I belong
But if you came along it wouldn’t seem so far
If you came along you might
Carry my guitar
