Put the gun down, and come talk to me

You got a lotta nerve, bitchin' bout your freedom

You say you had it rough? Everybody got their cross



So you bear it up, seek your prophets, tally your loss



And then you carry on, carry on, carry on

Carry on, carry on, carry on

Nobody done you wrong

So you carry on... and you put the gun down



Was your daddy mean? Mama couldn't be saved

No one keeping you clean? Is it just attention that you crave?

Put the gun down, nobody has to lose

You got no way out 'cept forgiveness, so you'd better choose



And then you carry on, carry on, carry on

Carry on, carry on, carry on

Nobody done you wrong



It's Tuesday, you can make it to Wednesday

Thursday, you might feel the sun.

Friday knows nothing 'bout Saturday

Sunday don't need no gun



Don't aim, don't swing, nobody has to bleed

No fat lady gonna sing, and you may never get what you need



Until you carry on, carry on, carry on

Carry on, carry on, carry on

Nobody done you wrong

So you carry on...



Carry on, carry on, carry on

Carry on, carry on, carry on

Nobody done you wrong.

So you carry on... and you put the gun down.