I was heading out of Vegas on the road to Mexico
Where I tried my hand at blackjack and I made a pile of dough
I was dreaming of the Baja when my truck ran off the road
In the ditch right where you found me beggin'
Carry me home if you know where I belong
I am hurt, beaten down and there's no one else around
Carry me home if you know where I belong
I'm too weak and I won't make a mile alone
I dialed 9 eleven but my phone was outta juice
So, I prayed to God in heaven ain't there something you can do
Never thinkin' that I'd find myself saved by the likes of you
In the ditch right where you found me beggin'
Carry me home if you know where I belong
I am hurt, beaten down and there's no one else around
Carry me home if you know where I belong
I'm too weak and I won't make a mile alone
Well, can't say I expected that you'd be the one to stop
After being passed up by a preacher and a cop
Beggars can't be choosers and I guess you're all I've got
In the ditch right where you found me beggin'
Carry me home if you know where I belong
I am hurt, beaten down and there's no one else around
Carry me home if you know where I belong
I'm too weak and I won't make a mile alone
I'm too weak and I won't make a mile alone