I’ve been marching uphill all the way
Every moment of every breathing day
I was raised like all good men
Oh no, oh no, I’m at it again

I’ll bet I could carry you
Come on over there’s still room
For your shame and your guilt too
Bring it over, I’ll carry you

Like a sponge like a rock, every day
Nothing is too heavy anyway
Don’t forget the good book we read
Oh no, oh no, I’m at it again

I’ll bet I could carry you
Come on over there’s still room
For your shame and your guilt too
Bring it over, I’ll carry you

I can’t waste time in a sexy moonlight
There must be some trouble that’s within sight
There must be some burden I could attend
Oh no, oh no, I’m at it again

I’ll bet I could carry you
Come on over there’s still room
For your shame and your guilt too
Bring it over, I’ll carry you
Bring it over, I’ll carry you
Bring it over, I’ll carry you