Doyle Lawson & Quicksilver
Carolina in the Pines
She came to me said she knew meSaid she'd known me a long timeAnd she talked of being in loveWith every mountain she had climbedAnd she talked of trails she'd walked upFar above the timberlineFrom that night on I knew I'd write songsFor Carolina in the pines.There's a full moon on the fourteenthFirst quarter twenty-firstAnd a full moon in the last weekBrings a fullness to the earth.There's no guess work in the clockworkOf the world's heart or mineThere are nights I only feel rightWith Carolina in the pines.As the frost grows on the windowsThe wood stove smokes and glowsAs the fire glows we can warm our soulsMakin' rainbows in the coals.And we talk of trails we walk upFar above the timberlineThere are nights I only feel rightWith Carolina in the pines.
From Letras Mania