Wishing is good time wasted, Still it's a habit they say, Wishing for sweet's I've tasted, That's all I do all day. Maybe there's nothing in wishing, But, speaking of wishing I'll say,
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.
When 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 flutter up And kiss each little 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.
Dreaming was meant for night time I live in dreams all the day, I know it's not the right time, But still I dream away What could be sweeter than dreaming, Just dreaming and drift away.
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.
When 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 flutter up And kiss each little 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.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
