Carolina in the Morning Songtext
von Trocadero

Nothing could be finer than to be in Carolina
In the morning,
No one could be sweeter than my sweetie
When I meet her in the morning


Where the morning glories
Twine around the door,
Whispering pretty stories
I long to hear once more.

Strolling with my girlie where the dew is pearly early
In the morning,
Butterflies all flutter up and kiss each little buttercup
at dawning.