Song parody of
Carolina
by Songs About Rivers
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You'd only return to the scene of the crime
When it's this pretty
And we're a couple hundred miles down the coast
And when the Ravenel is open every weeknight
And the harbor tells you
That one day she'll be a ghost
Carolina, you caught me fleeing
Found me retreating
My home state
Carolina, I'm looking for meaning
Trying to find my way home
Without her face
Reb's Corner seems quiet this evening
And the Line Street crowd has even packed it in
I think I'll take to walking St. Phillip
Till morning
The streetlights are hazy
And home feels miles away
Carolina, you caught me fleeing
Found me retreating
My home state
Carolina, I'm looking for meaning
Trying to find my way home
Without her face
I think I might come out of hiding
I think you're almost a memory
There's all kinds of waterways
To get lost in, down here
I'm feeling almost not bad
Carolina, you caught me fleeing
Found me retreating
My home state
Carolina, I'm looking for meaning
Trying to find my way home
Without her face
You'd only return to the scene of the crime
When it's this pretty
And we're a couple hundred miles down the coast
And when the Ravenel is open every weeknight
And the harbor tells you
That one day she'll be a ghost
Carolina, you caught me fleeing
Found me retreating
My home state
Carolina, I'm looking for meaning
Trying to find my way home
Without her face
Reb's Corner seems quiet this evening
And the Line Street crowd has even packed it in
I think I'll take to walking St. Phillip
Till morning
The streetlights are hazy
And home feels miles away
Carolina, you caught me fleeing
Found me retreating
My home state
Carolina, I'm looking for meaning
Trying to find my way home
Without her face
I think I might come out of hiding
I think you're almost a memory
There's all kinds of waterways
To get lost in, down here
I'm feeling almost not bad
Carolina, you caught me fleeing
Found me retreating
My home state
Carolina, I'm looking for meaning
Trying to find my way home
Without her face
