Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song My Carolina, artist - Lee Brice. Album song I Don't Dance, in the genre КантриDate of issue: 08.09.2014
Record label: Curb
Song language: English
My Carolina |
| Ten years ago I had to fly |
| Been living my dream trying to stay alive |
| I missed my buddies, I miss my home |
| Yea I do |
| I ain’t seen my momma in way too long |
| Give me skinny cane pole and a hot bream bed |
| Catch me a little blue gill and a big flat head now |
| Some fresh boiled peanuts and shrimp and grits, mmm |
| Some jack in a barrel and a hog in the pit now |
| Need some hard red clay and a soft sand hill |
| Some black water healing some time to kill |
| I’m doing pretty good man but I ain’t lying |
| I’m just trying to get back to my Carolina, yeah |
| Give me some beagles barking down in a hole |
| Running a cotton till soothing my soul |
| I need a live oak tree and a soy bean field |
| I wish I could take it like a pill |
| Need some hard red clay and a soft sand hill |
| Some black water healing some time to kill |
| I’m doing pretty good man but I ain’t lying |
| I’m just trying to get back to my Carolina, yeah! |
| I need some dirty smoke and a jar of shine |
| Burn my tongue and ease my mind |
| I need some hard red clay and a soft sand hill |
| Some black water healing some time to kill |
| I’m doing pretty good man but I ain’t lying |
| I’m just trying to get back to |
| I’m just trying to get back to my Carolina |
| Ten years ago I had to fly |
| I’ve been living my dream trying to stay alive |