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| Carolina |
| (Speer/Graumann) |
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| Time to go and I start my car |
| a long way it´s to go |
| many miles down to south |
| one stop at Rosie´s canteen |
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| after some burgers, some fries and bud |
| I hit the road again |
| twelve wheels on that muddy road |
| a two yard steer in my hand |
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| When I see the rising sun |
| five hundred miles to go |
| Carolina, here I come |
| and I love you so |
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| Dirty towns and dusty places |
| I see them passing by |
| evening comes and down beside |
| glowin´ motel signs |
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| a long time after that night is gone |
| I´ll still be on my way |
| twelve wheels on that muddy road |
| a two yard steer in my hand |
| . |
| . |
| When I see the rising sun |
| five hundred miles to go |
| Carolina, here I come |
| and I love you so |
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| SOLO |
| . |
| When I see the rising sun |
| five hundred miles to go |
| Carolina, here I come |
| and I love you so |
