| Lyric | Missing Lyric | Lyric |
| Carry on my wayward son | |
| Lay your | |
| Don't you | |
| Once I rose | |
| Just to | |
| I was | |
| But | |
| Though my | |
| Though my | |
| I hear the | |
| I can hear | |
| Masquerading as | |
| | Lyric | Missing Lyric | Lyric |
| My charade is | |
| And if I claim | |
| It surely | |
| On a stormy | |
| Tossed about I'm | |
| I set a | |
| But I | |
| Carry on, you | |
| Carry on, nothing | |
| Now your life's | |
| But surely | |
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