Текст (слова) песни: Trout Fishing In America - Carry Me
(K. Grimwood/B. Grimwood) Chorus: Pick me up, come on carry me, I`m too tired to go on. Pick me up, come on carry me, Your arms are just where I belong. Let`s pretend that you`re a boat, sailing on the sea, And I am a sailor, as weary as weary can be. Chorus: Let`s pretend that you`re a camel, out upon the burning sand, And I am a traveler, who needs a helping hand. A Conestoga wagon, with cover from the sun, And I am a pioneer, California, here I come. Chorus:
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