Carolina Song - David Munyon

The grapevine says you’re drinking hard in Charleston

You burned your wings in Tennessee

I hope it’s warm in Carolina

Maybe the Coast is what you need

I see you standing by the Ocean

There on that hill near Folly Beach

Where we would sing of truth and promise

Where we would sing of love and peace

Tell all our friends in Carolina

That you last saw me, smiling big,

With one thumb and one foot forward

Still singing at the same old gig

Remember when we watched those three guys landing

When Armstrong made it to the moon

And your guitar was in the pawn shop

We bailed it out that afternoon

Like Lancelot you seemed to grow there

Despite the lines around your eyes

We sat and played that day on Broadway

We sat and sang all night and cried

Tell all our friends in Carolina

That you last saw me, smiling big,

With one thumb and one foot forward

Still singing at the same old gig

The grapevine says you’re woking hard in Charleston

You earned your wings in Tennessee

I hope it’s warm in Carolina

Maybe the Coast is what you need

I see you standing by the Ocean

There on that hill near Zuma Beach

Where we would sing of truth and promise

Where we would sing of love and peace

Tell all our friends in Carolina

That you last saw me, smiling big,

With one thumb and one foot forward

Still singing at the same old gig