Eric Church — Carolina

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There’s a cabin in a valley
My grandpa built on your land
Your mountains are a canvas
For the makers hand
Tonight I’m fishing Elk River
If only in my mind
No, I haven’t seen her banks in such a long, long time
I carry you in my heart
Your memory comes over me like the dark and

Like a phone call from my baby
Saying’ honey I miss ya like crazy
Like the sound of a siren song
Oh Carolina, ya keep calling me home
Calling’ me home

Sometimes I grow weary
From going’ all the time
I love to take a minute
Let you ease my mind
I’d love to see my mama
Maybe go for a drive
But I got to play the star in some little town again tonight
Don’t get me wrong
I love what I do
It’s just another song about missing you

Calling me home[x3]
Oh, oh, we’re almost home

Like a phone call from my baby
Saying honey I miss ya, I miss ya like crazy
Just like the song of a siren song

Oh Carolina
Carolina[x2]
Keep calling me home
Calling me home[x3]
Carolina[x2]
Keep calling me home