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 Strolling with my girlie
where the dew is pearly early in the
morning Butterflies all flooder up and kiss each
little butter cup at dawning If I had
Aladin's lantern 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 [ ac.guitar ] (Nothing could
be finer in the morning) [ ac.guitar ]
(No one could be sweeter in the morning)
Where the morning glories twine...
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