Carolina In The Morning

Nothing could be finer
Than to be in Carolina
Wishing is good time wasted
Still it’s a habit they say
Wishing for sweet’s I’ve tasted
That’s all I do all day
Maybe there’s nothing in wishing
But, speaking of wishing I’ll say
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
When 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
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
Dreaming was meant for night time
I live in dreams all the day
I know it’s not the right time
But still I dream away
What could be sweeter than dreaming
Just dreaming and drift away
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
When 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
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