Trout Fishing in America Carry Me Letras:[Chorus:] Pick me up, come on carry me,
I'm too tired to go on.
Pick me up, come on carry me,
Your arms are just where I belong.
Let's pretend that you're a
boat, sailing on the sea,
[Más Letras en es.mp3lyrics.org/RbL7]And I am a sailor, as weary as weary can be.
[Chorus:] Let's pretend that you're a camel,
out upon the burning sand,
And I am a traveler, who needs a helping hand.
A Conestoga wagon, with cover from the sun,
And I am a pioneer, California, here I come.
[Chorus]Letras: Carry Me Trout Fishing in America [final]