The Beach Boys — Carry Me Home

Carry me home to my daddy Carry me home to my mom Carry me home to my love Carry me home to my home The rain's fallin' down on me The wind is blowin' cold My eyes gettin' tired I guess I won't grow old Don't wanna die Carry me home Sweet, sweet home Don't want to die this way In this cold Carry me home Oh, sweet, sweet home Don't wanna die Can this feeling ever go I wanna live Life Is meant to live And I'm afraid I'm afraid to die Please God, please God Don't take my life Please, please help me Carry me Carry me home Carry me home I'm afraid to die Please, please Carry me home Carry me home