Just a little bit south of North Carolina
That's where I long to be
In a little brown shack in South Carolina
Someone waits for me
In each letter he says that the weather is fine; the folks are doing great
The garden looks grand and the red rose vine is clinging through 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 someday
I can hardly wait to see the face of the one that I idolize
Just a little bit south of North Carolina
I'll find paradise

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