Carry You Up
I carried my shoes up, Momma never liked that much
When I left them at the door With my coat shoes beat up
I wish I carried her up, and given her my best
But I love you, I love you momma
Mmmmmm
Mmmmmm
I carried my shoes up, I always want to be a better man
But I just feel like a boy, half of what I can
But I'm no boy, I'm twice the boy they expect
But you momma, you gave me the chance
Mmmmmm
Mmmmmm
When I left them at the door With my coat shoes beat up
I wish I carried her up, and given her my best
But I love you, I love you momma
Mmmmmm
Mmmmmm
I carried my shoes up, I always want to be a better man
But I just feel like a boy, half of what I can
But I'm no boy, I'm twice the boy they expect
But you momma, you gave me the chance
Mmmmmm
Mmmmmm
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Writer(s): Damon Rennaker
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