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 buttercup at dawning

If I had Aladdin's lamp for only a day

I'd make a wish and here's what I'd say

Nothing could be finer than to be in Carolina 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 buttercup at dawning

If I had Aladdin's lamp for only a day

I'd make a wish and here's what I'd say

Nothing could be finer than to be in Carolina in the AM

Carolina in the morning