Lyrics:
Just a little bit south of North Carolina
That's where I long to be
In a little brown shack in South Carolina
Someone waits for me
In each letter
If the South woulda won, we woulda had it made
I'd probably run for President of the Southern States
The day Elvis passed away would be our
Just a little bit south of North Carolina,
That's where I long to be;
In that little brown shack in South Carolina,
Someone waits for me.
In
In my mind I'm gone to Carolina
Can't you see the sunshine?
Can't you just feel the moonshine?
Ain't it just like a friend of mine
To hit me from
In my mind I'm gone to Carolina
Can't you see the sunshine?
Can't you just feel the moonshine?
Ain't it just like a friend of mine
To hit me from
In my mind I'm gone to Carolina
Can't you see the sunshine?
Can't you just feel the moonshine?
Ain't it just like a friend of mine
To hit me from
In my mind I'm gone to Carolina
Can't you see the sunshine?
Can't you just feel the moonshine?
Ain't it just like a friend of mine
To hit me from
capital back in Alabama
We'd put Florida on the right track, 'cause we'd take Miami back
And throw all them pushers in the slammer
Oh, if the south woulda
Just a little bit south of North Carolina,
That's where I long to be;
In that little brown shack in South Carolina,
Someone waits for me.
In
If the South woulda won, we woulda had it made
I'd probably run for President of the Southern States
The day Elvis passed away would be our
wide goose and me
I got kids and kin down in Kentucky I got lots of aunts in Alabam
Mom a waitin' down in Mississippi and my sist's in Carolina's honey
In my mind I'm gone to Carolina
Can't you see the sunshine?
Can't you just feel the moonshine?
Ain't it just like a friend of mine
To hit me from
I was riding number nine heading south from Carolina
I heard that lonesome whistle blow
Just a kid acting smart I went and broke my darlings heart
Now if you ask me where I'm from, I'ma tell you I'm from South Carolina, boy
Now who get turnt up as crunk as them South Carolina boys you better be
and Lansing, Michigan
Here's Honolulu, Hawaii's a joy
Jackson, Mississippi, and Springfield, Illinois
South Carolina with Columbia down the way
If the South woulda won
We woulda had it made
I'd probably run for President
Of the Southern States
The day Elvis passed away would
Be our national
If the South woulda won
We woulda had it made
I'd probably run for President
Of the Southern States
The day Elvis passed away would
Be our national
I grew up in South Carolina
Singing all them bluegrass and country songs
I'd sing from Hannah down to Charlestowne
Getting all the people to sing
lonesome
And it makes me wonder how the old folks are at home
Now the years have blown by me like the wind through the pines
But the song of the south
America in song and in poem
And in South Carolina
A high tone southern gentleman
Expressed his love and admiration
For his president James A Garfield
In
wait till I get back
Carolina queen
She's a walking love machine
I'd like to make her scream
When I bite the bullet
Bite the bullet
Born
name
Next thing I knew, man, she was up on the stage, singin'
"Heads Carolina, tails California"
Maybe she'd fall for a boy from South Georgia
In my mind I'm gone to Carolina
Can't you see the sunshine?
Can't you just feel the moonshine?
Ain't it just like a friend of mine
To hit me from
In my mind I'm gone to Carolina
Can't you see the sunshine?
Can't you just feel the moonshine?
Ain't it just like a friend of mine
To hit me from
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