Just a Little Bit of North Carolina - Anita O'Day, Gene Krupa and His Orchestra

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 she says that the weather is fine and the folks are feeling great

That 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 IDOLIZE

Just a little bit south of North Carolina

I’ll find paradise

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 IDOLIZE

Just a little bit south of North Carolina

I’ll find paradise