AC/DC - Carry Me Home Lyrics






The bartender's working on a late night shift
She's bonka blonds and Bon aims on a midnight drift
And the dance band's playing the same old slam
I'm sinking whiskey and you're sipping fine wine
I don't know what it is you're trying to prove
Well it should be you but it's me who can hardly move
And I've got my reputation lying on the line
Come on baby, be a good dog and help the blind

Won't you carry me home
(Like a truck, pick me up)

You ain't no lady but you've sure got taste in men
That head of yours has got you by time and time again
My arms and legs are aching and my head's about to blow
And your back's been breakin' and I'd hate to spoil the show
But I've just spent next weeks wages and I'm right out of coin
But you want more and it's half past four and they want to close the joint
But we can't afford a taxi, and it's too late for the bus
But I've been told by friends of mine you're someone I can trust

Carry me home
Won't you carry me home
Carry me home
(Don't let me lie here in all this beer)

You drank all your booze and half of mine
I'm bleary eyed and you're waiting for the sunshine (to come and kill me)
Just like the man who threw me on the floor
Don't matter, while I'm down here I might as well try and find the fucking door
Excuse me, have you seen it? It's about this big
And have you got a plastic bag 'cause I'm gonna be sick
I'm dead drunk and heave'n hanging upside down
And you're getting up and leaving, you think I'm gonna drown

Carry me home
Won't you carry me home (can you help)
Carry me home

Carry me home
Won't you carry me home
Carry me home





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  1. D.... M....

    I'd love to see these guys one more time.

  2. J.... B....

    Fuck yes🤘🤘

  3. M.... L....

    A TRUE Rock Song Bon amazing Vocals Love it

  4. s.... o....

    Bon Scott forever r.i.p rock in Peace My friend!! AC/DC The Gods of Rock n roll!!

  5. B.... H....

    R.I.P. bon, don't drink! If you do, for our sake don't drive, and know your limitations.

  6. G.... C....

    Bon Scott was the bad ass of all bad ass frontmen best of all time.

  7. N.... B....

    "Waitin for the Sunshine to come along and kill me" uyuh. Been there, mate.

  8. L.... a....

    The bartender's working on a late night shift
    Cheap bums and blondes and barmaids on a midnight drift.
    And the dance band's playing the same old slam
    I'm sinking whiskey and you're sipping fine wine

    I don't know what it is you're trying to prove
    Well it should be you but it's me who can hardly move
    And I've got my reputation lying on the line
    Come on baby, be a good dog and help the blind

    Oh won't you carry me home
    Won't you carry me home
    Won't you carry me home
    (like a truck, pick me up)

    You ain't no lady but you've sure got taste in men
    That head of yours has got you by time and time again
    My arms and legs are aching and my head's about to blow
    And your back's been breakin' and I'd hate to spoil the show

    But I've just spent next weeks wages and I'm right out of coin
    But you want more and it's half past four and they want to close the joint
    But we can't afford a taxi, and it's too late for the bus
    But I've been told by friends of mine you're someone I can trust

    Carry me home
    Oh won't you carry me home
    Ohh! Carry me home
    (don't let me lie here in all this beer)

    You drank all your booze and half of mine
    I'm bleary eyed and you're waiting for the sunshine (to come and kill me)
    Just like the man who threw me on the floor
    Don't matter, while I'm down here I might as well try and find the fucking door

    Excuse me, have you seen it? it's about this big
    And have you got a plastic bag 'cause I'm gonna be sick
    I'm dead drunk and heave'n hanging upside down
    And you're getting up and leaving, you think I'm gonna drown

    Carry me home
    Yeah won't you carry me home
    (I need your help)
    Carry me home

    Carry me home
    Oh won't you carry me home
    Yeah carry me home

  9. C.... J....

    Que du bon ! Ça déboîte tout

  10. j.... ....

    I love AC/DC!

  11. I.... P....

    Who does the intro solo?

    I.... P....

    Angus Young

    I.... P....

    wtf! Angus of course.

  12. L.... W....

    Like a truck, pick me up!

  13. y.... g....

    Bon Scott . Gracias.

  14. U.... ....

    Lyrics anyone? I ain't so good at separating them. Plus I don't speak Scottstrailian. ;-)

    U.... ....

    The bartender's working on a late night shift
    Cheap bums and blondes and barmaids on a midnight drift.
    And the dance band's playing the same old slam
    I'm sinking whiskey and you're sipping fine wine
    I don't know what it is you're trying to prove
    Well it should be you but it's me who can hardly move
    And I've got my reputation lying on the line
    Come on baby, be a good dog and help the blind
    Oh won't you carry me home
    Won't you carry me home
    Won't you carry me home
    (like a truck, pick me up)
    You ain't no lady but you've sure got taste in men
    That head of yours has got you by time and time again
    My arms and legs are aching and my head's about to blow
    And your back's been breakin' and I'd hate to spoil the show
    But I've just spent next weeks wages and I'm right out of coin
    But you want more and it's half past four and they want to close the joint
    But we can't afford a taxi, and it's too late for the bus
    But I've been told by friends of mine you're someone I can trust
    Carry me home
    Oh won't you carry me home
    Ohh! Carry me home
    (don't let me lie here in all this beer)
    You drank all your booze and half of mine
    I'm bleary eyed and you're waiting for the sunshine (to come and kill me)
    Just like the man who threw me on the floor
    Don't matter, while I'm down here I might as well try and find the fucking door
    Excuse me, have you seen it? it's about this big
    And have you got a plastic bag 'cause I'm gonna be sick
    I'm dead drunk and heave'n hanging upside down
    And you're getting up and leaving, you think I'm gonna drown
    Carry me home
    Yeah won't you carry me home
    (I need your help)
    Carry me home
    Carry me home
    Oh won't you carry me home
    Yeah carry me home

    U.... ....

    @Läski Homer Nice work. Thank you Laski !!

  15. P.... P....

    Bon Scott the best singer in the world.

  16. F.... M....

    The best AC/DC song in 70s.

    F.... M....

    agreed, although it had very stiff competition

    F.... M....

    No competition USA

    F.... M....

    ALL the wayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy

    F.... M....

    ​@Slav Kovalsky HaHHHHHHAA

  17. A.... f....

    genius bon

  18. R.... F....

    I know this sounds strange, but I feel sad when I listen to this song and hear bon sounding more drunk. Because drinking is what killed him. The thing he liked to do was the very death of him.

  19. s.... ....

    The way Bon sounds more and more drunk and starts slurring as the song progresses is pure genius, truly one of the greatest songwriters/storytellers ever

    s.... ....

    "While I'm down here I might as well find the fuckin door"

  20. S.... E....

    2019🤟🎸⚡

  21. T.... d....

    Bon's Swan Song...

  22. S.... 7....

    i always carry my sprite cranberry home with me

    S.... 7....

    @Nate Balcerak wait are you saying im a little boy girl?

    S.... 7....

    @Nate Balcerak are you assuming stormer's gender

    S.... 7....

    Maybe if you expounded on what sprite cranberry means to you, we all would get what your trying to say. Otherwise....enough already.

    S.... 7....

    @moirajean8 i just like the meme

    S.... 7....

    If you have some vodka in that cranberry sprite I'll toast to bon!