Second street and broad way
Sitting' in a doorway
Head held in his hands
Looked to all the world
Like he was pray in
Foot wrapped in old rag
I saw him trying to stand
Then I heard the words that he was say in

He said...
Come on "NAZI"
Carry me a little father
Come on "NAZI"
Carry me one more mile.
I don't know where it's leading' to ,
But I know I can make it if I lean on you,
Carry me a little



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