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You were born in |
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St. Clare's |
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HospitalBut |
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I say you were born up in the sky |
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You come floatin' down over |
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New Orleans |
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To the sweet green levee on the riverside |
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And your voice shined like your |
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Sunday shoes |
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My mama always said we had nothin' to lose |
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So we danced on the street corner |
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Oh Caroline, |
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CarolineHeartbroken hard times never got us down |
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Walkin' the same line through every shady southern town |
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Hand-in-hand, your arm 'round mine |
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Caroline you do just fine |
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We were the gas house gang |
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I'll be Ozzy |
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Smith you be |
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Sierra my wife |
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Till we got traded away to the red clay league |
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Somewhere along the |
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Georgia line |
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You'd be the pitcher and the catcher too |
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I'm the home run king for his muscles grew |
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Gonna knock the cover off this time |
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Oh Caroline, |
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CarolineHeartbroken hard times never got us down |
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Walkin' the same line through every shady southern town |
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Hand-in-hand, your arm 'round mine |
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Caroline you do just fine |
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Well, I called you the other day |
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You sounded like you've been up all night cryin' |
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I used to wonder if we really run away |
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Would they discover where we were hidin'? |
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Oh, and there ain't no way we can be so free |
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As we were back in the '83 |
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So what's the use in me then tryin' |
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Oh Caroline, |
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CarolineI've seen it all changin', watch it change some more |
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Seen hard times standin' right outside your door |
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But I'd say you do just fine, you do just fine oh |
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CarolineOh |
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Caroline, |
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CarolineOh |
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Caroline, |
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CarolineOh |
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Caroline, |
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CarolineOh |
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Caroline, |
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Caroline |
