Bud Rokesky Carry On lyrics

I grew up in a one street town
While there was trouble bustling all around
Yea there were the blacks and there were the whites
That was plenty enough to start a fight
If I holler up and down the street
Could we still find a place to meet
We keep our hearts but sell our minds
True love like ours is hard to find
Carry on
Carry on

You move up and I move in
But my pa still regards it a sin
We run away in the dead of the night
We start our lives by morning light
If we should die right here right now

Now girl I don't want you to make a sound

Now I've gone against what my folks said
You know to them I'm as good as dead
Our time and love is running short
My fathers son kicked his wife out the door
Yea I hurt her man I hurt her deep
She sees them stars burning out in the street
Something don't feel right and now I am torn
Turns out our son is about to be born
Carry on
Carry on