Testo:
He hasn't seen a drop of rain for
months it seems
The roll n river is nothing but a
tricklin stream
The crops are dyin in the harsh sun light
The dust on his tongue is dry
The fatted calf is down to skin and bones
We carry on
Alone in the city and she's only seventeen
The boy left her black and blue on the
streets so mean
Just twelve weeks along and she's got
a life inside
Says she never ever felt so alone
She walks in the shelter, they say
welcome home
CHOURUS:
And we carry on, when our lives come undone
We carry on, 'cause there's promise in the mornin' sun
We carry on, as the dark surrenders to the dawn
We were born to overcome
We carry on
Beyond the picket fences and the oil wells
The happy endings and the fairy tales
Is the reality of shattered lives and
broken dreams
we carry on
Carry on
It's the family that grieves for a lost
loved one
Its the soldier who wont leave 'til the
job is done
its the addict trying to turn his life around
its pickin' yourself up off the ground
when you've been knocked down
repeat chourus 2x
We carry on
Carry on
He stands in the field, cooled by
the winds of change
she smiles as her baby moves and it starts to rain
months it seems
The roll n river is nothing but a
tricklin stream
The crops are dyin in the harsh sun light
The dust on his tongue is dry
The fatted calf is down to skin and bones
We carry on
Alone in the city and she's only seventeen
The boy left her black and blue on the
streets so mean
Just twelve weeks along and she's got
a life inside
Says she never ever felt so alone
She walks in the shelter, they say
welcome home
CHOURUS:
And we carry on, when our lives come undone
We carry on, 'cause there's promise in the mornin' sun
We carry on, as the dark surrenders to the dawn
We were born to overcome
We carry on
Beyond the picket fences and the oil wells
The happy endings and the fairy tales
Is the reality of shattered lives and
broken dreams
we carry on
Carry on
It's the family that grieves for a lost
loved one
Its the soldier who wont leave 'til the
job is done
its the addict trying to turn his life around
its pickin' yourself up off the ground
when you've been knocked down
repeat chourus 2x
We carry on
Carry on
He stands in the field, cooled by
the winds of change
she smiles as her baby moves and it starts to rain
