C                    F      C
Every grain in the depth below
C                    F       C     
As i can no longer stay for long
C                    F                C
Wildness it comes to me and then it goes
C               F        C
be well and fruitful my love

C                          F          C
withered with the wind, it caught my hair
C                             F          C
but now it’s time to start it again and again
C                          F       C
that mothers little son it smiled at us
C                 F       C
he used to be the baby to hold

      C         C         F         C
carry on, carry on, carry on, carry on
                C           G           Am        F
cause it’s the way you are living which counts to me
          C            G        Am    C
and the way you are living is nice to see

      C         C         F         C
carry on, carry on, carry on, carry on
                C           G           Am        F
cause it’s the way you are living which counts to me
          C            G        Am      C
and the way you are living is happy to see

      C            F                    C
and after all the trees have grown so tall
C                        F          C
you will not be able to ride to the sun
    C                F           C
but i will remember your face oh dear
C               F        C
be well and fruitful my love

      C         C         F         C
carry on, carry on, carry on, carry on
                C           G           Am        F
cause it’s the way you are living which counts to me
          C            G        Am                       C
and the way you are living is nice to, nice to, nice to see

      C         C         F         C
carry on, carry on, carry on, carry on
                C           G           Am        F
cause it’s the way you are living which counts to me
          C            G        Am                         C
and the way you are living is happy to, happy to, happy to see