Carolina Caroline
Jonathan Edwards
capo III
Feel free to modify this.. flows nicely
[] Don t tell me about your [] fame
[] And your treasures by their [] names
[] I must tell you from the [] start
Of the [] pleasure in my [] heart
I have been [] calling to the ocean
From a [] cold and windy [] shore
But I [] never, no I [] never
heard it [] calling Carolina [] before
[] I heard the ocean calling your [] name
[] Carolina [] Caroline
[] I never will be the [] same
[] Carolina [] Caroline
[] Don t tell me about your [] home
And your [] silver brush and [] comb
[] I must take you by your [] hand
And [] show to you this [] land
But this old [] wagon, she s no carriage
With her [] six golden horses in [] hand
But we can [] listen, we can [] listen
To [] Caroline upon the [] sand
[] I heard the ocean calling your [] name
[] Carolina [] Caroline
[] I never will be the [] same
[] Carolina [] Caroline
But this old [] wagon, she s no carriage
With her [] six golden horses in [] hand
But we can [] listen, we can [] listen
To [] Caroline upon the [] sand
[] I heard the ocean calling your [] name
[] Carolina [] Caroline
I [] never will be the [] same
[] Carolina [] Caroline
[] Carolina [] Caroline.
