| There’s a cabin in a valley my grandpa built on your land
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| Your mountains are a canvas for the Maker’s hand
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| Tonight I’m fishing up a river if only in my mind
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| No, I haven’t seen her banks in such a long, long time
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| I carry you in my heart
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| Your memory comes over me like the dark and
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| Like a phone call from my baby
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| Sayin' honey I miss you like crazy
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| Like a sound of a siren song
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| Oh Carolina you callin' me home, callin' me home
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| Sometimes I grow weary from goin' all the time
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| I love to take a minute let you ease my mind
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| I’d love to see my mama, maybe go for a drive
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| But I gotta play the star in some little town again tonight
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| Don’t get me wrong I love what I do It’s just another song about missing you
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| Like a phone call from my baby
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| Sayin' honey I miss you like crazy
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| Kind of like a siren song
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| Oh Carolina you keep callin' me home, callin' me home
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| Callin' me home, callin' me home, yeah
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| Oh, oh, I’m almost home
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| Like a phone call from my baby
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| Sayin' honey I miss you, I miss you like crazy
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| Just like a sound of a siren song
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| Oh, Carolina, Carolina, Carolina keep callin me home, callin' me home
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| Callin' me home, callin' me home
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| Carolina, Carolina keep callin' me home |