Just a little bit south of North Carolina
That's where I long to be
In that little brown shack in South Carolina
Someone waits for me
In each letter he says the weather's fine
The folks are feelin' great
The garden looks grand and the red rose vine
Is clinging to the gate
Just a little bit south of North Carolina
That's where my thoughts all stray
To the one I love best in South Carolina
I'm going back some day
I can hardly wait to see the face
Of the one I idolise
Just a little bit south of North Carolina
I'll find paradise!
