John Prine - Carousel of love

^AI'm going ^Ddown to ride the merry-go-round in the middle of a ^Abad storm I feel a little ^Eforlorn, your man blows a ^Amean horn I think my ^Dbaby's stuck on a rollercoaster looking for a ^Asad song I'm trying to get her ^Eback on the track of the Carousel of ^ALove

^AIf I could ^Donly go back in time to at least last ^ATuesday Then it wouldn't be a ^Eblues day, it may be April ^AFool's day I'd ^Dbuy her flowers and tell her that tomorrow might a better ^Anews day And Take her ^Ehand and ride on the Carousel of ^ALove

^AIf our ^Dlove is going last then you know it going to have go the ^Along way There's a hundred million ^Ewrong ways, trying to find a ^Astrong way But if you ^Dtake my hand I will always be a man and go the ^Aright way Down the ^Ehighway that leads to the Carousel of ^ALove Down the ^Ehighway that leads to the Carousel of ^ALove