| I was born here, It’s my Carolina.
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| Thought I knew the lay of the land.
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| I want to show you the moment of flight,
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| the smell of the suckle blooms deep in the night,
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| It used to be home but it doesn’t feel right without you.
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| Uncharted Carolina.
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| I was born here, it’s my California.
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| Thought I knew, the lay of this land.
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| Want you to come where the heat and the humor is dry,
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| Dreams are sent up to a cool blue sky,
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| I picture you here and I’m lookin at my
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| Uncharted California.
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| We could live here, in uncharted Carolina,
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| We could live here in uncharted California.
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| I wish you could see what this place is to me,
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| I could show you the moments of my memories,
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| and all of my family so happy to see you.
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| I understand why you’re wanting me there,
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| I would make it so perfect if you let me tear you away,
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| bring you to me, find a home.
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| Home, Uncharted Carolina/California
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| Uncharted Carolina/California
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| Uncharted Carolina/California. |