Old Carolina
G Am C D
In
old Carolina, where I was born; and that’s where I want to be
But
I’m stranded here in Ohio, cold and hungry, with nothing to eat
I
miss my Mama and my Papa and my faithful old coonhound
I
miss my Julie, sweet tender lovin’, and that little Carolina town
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Am
G Am D
I was foolish to go and leave her; I had roamin’ on
my mind
If I ever get out of this city, in old Carolina,
I’ll be found
I
left my Julie, she was cryin’; tears like rain were fallin’ down
I
miss my Julie, sweet tender lovin’, and that little Carolina town
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