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4 = blow hole 4-4 = draw hole 4’ = bend< = slide in
Car-ry on my way-ward son
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your wea-ry head to rest
Don't you cry no more
Once I rose a-bove
the noise and con-fu-sion
Just to get a glimpse
Be-yond this il-lu-sion
I was soar-ing ev-er high-er
But I flew too high
Though my eyes could see
I still was a blind man
Though my mind could think
I still was a mad man
I hear the voic-es when I'm dream-ing
I can hear them say
Car-ry on my way-ward son
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your wea-ry head to rest
Don't you cry no more
Mas-quer-ad-ing as a man with a rea-son
My cha-rade is the e-vent of the sea-son
And if I claim to be a wise man
It sure-ly means that I don't know
On a storm-y sea of mov-ing e-mo-tion
Tossed a-bout I'm like a
ship on the o-cean
I set a course for winds of for-tune
But I hear the voic-es say
Car-ry on my way-ward son
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your wea-ry head to rest
Don't you cry no more
Car-ry on, you will al-ways re-mem-ber
Car-ry on, noth-ing e-quals the splen-dor
Now your life's no long-er emp-ty
Sure-ly heav-en waits for you
Car-ry on my way-ward son
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your wea-ry head to rest
Don't you cry no more