Country boys and city girls
Travelling to a foreign world, world
Oh, Da Vinci riot police
Cold War preacher
On your street alone, alone
It started when your mother was young
In every song your father sung
He'd take it and he'd make it your own
Any other road yet to run
So bind your heart in, back with love
Carry on, carry on
Many other roads yet to run
So bind your heart in, back with love
Carry on, carry on
Call your friends and pack your bags
To the brim, now we're nomads, mad.
European sonic boom, electric chapel
Book a room, a room
It started when your mother was young
With every song your father sung
He'd take it and he'd make it your own
Many other roads yet to run
So bind your heart in, back with love
Carry on, carry on
Many other roads yet to run
So bind your heart in, back with love
Carry on, carry on
It started when your mother was young,
With every song your father sung
He'd take it and he'd make it your own
Many other roads yet to run
So bind your heart in, back with love
Carry on, carry on
Many other roads yet to run
So bind your heart in, back with love
Carry on, carry on
