The revival was over, he was the last one to leave;
Walked to his car in the dark, got out his keys.
His old ragged bible he placed on the seat by his side;
Prayed out loud to the Lord and started to drive.
He said Carry me Jesus, carry me home;
Lord I've done my best, now you do the rest, carry me home.
Carry me Jesus, carry me home;
Lord I've kept the Faith, I've finished the race, now carry me home.
Week after week, year after year this went on;
Thousands were saved, many touched, then he was gone.
But a friend of mine told me, he was there by his bed;
He said Mike you should've heard
the last words that old preacher said.
He said Carry me Jesus, carry me home;
Lord I've done my best, now you do the rest, and carry me home.
Carry me Jesus, carry me home;
Lord I've kept the Faith, I've finished my race, now carry me home.
You've carried me oh so many times, my Lord;
I wouldn't have made it on my own.
So when I leave this world behind, my Lord;
Would you carry me; carry me home?
Carry me Jesus, carry me home;
Lord I've done my best, now you do the rest, carry me home.
Carry me Jesus, carry me home;
Lord I've kept the Faith, I've finished my race, now carry me home.
Carry me Jesus, ... carry me home.
