She was sixty-nine, still smokin’
Serving smothered covered since the Waffle House opened
While she poured my coffee, I asked the secret
She said: Don’t ever let grass grow up underneath ya
Carry on, karaoke, it don’t matter if ya can’t
Carry a tune in a bucket anyway
Carry on, who cares what the naysayers say
If it’s Saturday night, get carried away
Carry on (carry on), carry on (carry on)
Can’t carry nothin’ with ya and it won’t be long till it’s
Six carryin’ you home
Till then you gotta carry on
Well, it turns out she kissed Elvis
The story she told would make Penny Lane jealous
And she said: Hun, my shift’s ending
Signed a peace sign at the bottom of my ticket
Carry on, karaoke, it don’t matter if ya can’t
Carry a tune in a bucket anyway
Carry on, who cares what the naysayers say
If it’s Saturday night, get carried away
Carry on (carry on), carry on (carry on)
Can’t carry nothin’ with ya and it won’t be long till it’s
Six carryin’ you home
Till then you gotta carry on
Carry on, carry on
If it feels good, do it, if it doesn’t, then don’t
Carry on, carry on
Yeah, man, you gotta carry on
Carry on, karaoke, it don’t matter if ya can’t
Carry a tune in a bucket anyway
Carry on, who cares what the naysayers say
If it’s Saturday night, get carried away
Carry on (carry on), carry on (carry on)
Can’t carry nothin’ with ya and it won’t be long till it’s
Six carryin’ you home
Yeah, man, you gotta carry on
Yeah, man, you gotta carry on
Yes, ma’am, I’m gonna carry on
Carry on, carry on
Carry on, carry on
Yes, ma’am, we’re gonna carry on
All God’s children gotta keep on carryin’, keep on carryin’ on
All God’s children gotta keep on carryin’, keep on carryin’ on
All God’s children gotta keep on carryin’, keep on carryin’ on
All God’s children gotta keep on carryin’, keep on carryin’ on
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