Dean Martin
Nothing could be finer than to be in Carolina in the morning
No one could be sweeter than my sweetie when I meet her in the morning
Where the morning glories twine around the door
Whispering pretty stories I long to hear once more
Nothing could be finer than to be in Carolina in the morning
No one could be sweeter than my sweetie when I meet her in the morning
Where the morning glories twine around the door
Whispering pretty stories I long to hear once more
Nothing could be finer than to be in Carolina in the morning
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Strolling with my girlie where the dew is pearly early in the morning
Butterflies all flutter up and kiss each buttercup at dawning
If I had Aladdin’s lamp for only a day
I’d make a wish and here’s what I’d say
If I had Aladdin’s lamp for only a day
I’d make a wish and here’s what I’d say
Nothing could be finer than to be in Carolina in the morning
–
Nothing could be finer than to be in Carolina in the morning
Where the morning glories twine around the door
Whispering pretty stories I long to hear once more
Whispering pretty stories I long to hear once more
Nothing could be finer than to be in Carolina in the morning
–
Strolling with my girlie where the dew is pearly early in the morning
Butterflies all flutter up and kiss each buttercup at dawning
If I had Aladdin’s lamp for only a day
I’d make a wish and here’s what I’d say
Nothing could be finer than to be in Carolina in the morning
Butterflies all flutter up and kiss each buttercup at dawning
If I had Aladdin’s lamp for only a day
I’d make a wish and here’s what I’d say
Nothing could be finer than to be in Carolina in the morning
154. CAROLINA IN THE MORNING 1922 |
NOTHING COULD BE FINER THAN
TO BE IN CAROLINA IN THE MORNING.
NO ONE COULD BE SWEETER THAN MY
SWEETY WHEN I MEET HER IN THE MORNING
WHERE THE MORNING GLORIES,
TWINE AROUND THE DOOR,
WHISPERING PRETTY STORIES,
THAT I LONG TO HEAR ONCE MORE.
STROLLING WITH MY GIRLIE WHERE THE
DEW IS PEARLY EARLY IN THE MORNING.
BUTTERFLIES ALL FLUTTER UP AND KISS
EACH LITTLE BUTTERCUP AT DAWNING.
IF I HAD ALLADIN’S LAMP FOR ONLY A DAY,
I’D MAKE A WISH AND HERE’S WHAT I’D SAY:
NOTHING COULD BE FINER THAN
TO BE IN CAROLINA IN THE MORNING.
NOTHING COULD BE FINER THAN
TO BE IN CAROLINA IN THE MORNING.
NO ONE COULD BE SWEETER THAN MY
SWEETY WHEN I MEET HER IN THE MORNING
WHERE THE MORNING GLORIES,
TWINE AROUND THE DOOR,
WHISPERING PRETTY STORIES,
THAT I LONG TO HEAR ONCE MORE.
STROLLING WITH MY GIRLIE WHERE THE
DEW IS PEARLY EARLY IN THE MORNING.
BUTTERFLIES ALL FLUTTER UP AND KISS
EACH LITTLE BUTTERCUP AT DAWNING.
IF I HAD ALLADIN’S LAMP FOR ONLY A DAY,
I’D MAKE A WISH AND HERE’S WHAT I’D SAY:
NOTHING COULD BE FINER THAN
TO BE IN CAROLINA IN THE MORNING.
