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Words
Verse 1
Grandpa, you have counted eighty-one of these
Stood out in the cold at midnight with your hat against your knees
You told me every year begins the same way that it ends
On somebody's shoulder, in the singing, with a friend
Well the calendar is thin now and the old one's coming down
And I want your kind of steady when the bells go round this town
Chorus
Carry me through the turning year
Through the dark part, through the deep
Carry me the way you carried every one of us
Carry me and I will carry you
Verse 2
You buried her in April and you sang the following week
I asked you how you did it and you said you did it weak
You said the song don't need your strength, the song will take your weight
You said the door swings open even when you're at it late
So I stand up in the back row where the harmony gets thin
And I make the low note louder and I let the morning in
Chorus
Carry me through the turning year
Through the dark part, through the deep
Carry me the way you carried every one of us
Carry me and I will carry you
Bridge
Every clock in every kitchen turns the same
And every one of us will need a name to call
Outro
Carry me, carry me, on into the turning year
Grandpa, I am still standing where you told me I should stand
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