Gone To Carolina - Shooter Jennings

Every time I think I smell that sweet southern rain

It takes me to a station on the long black train

I wanna hear the wind blow, and feel the earth move below me

Despite of all the good times, I gotta rest my soul

So I’m gone, yes I’m gone

Gone to Carolina, where I know that I belong

Yes I’m gone, yes I’m gone

Gone to Carolina, where I know I have a home

Every time I think I see your face in a crowd

It’s like a bell inside of me, and it’s ringin' out loud

I’ve been so high for so long, there’s nothing tried nor true

I’m thinking bout coming down, to lay a little on you

And I’m gone, yes I’m gone

Gone to Carolina, where I know that I belong

Yes I’m gone, yes I’m gone

Gone to Carolina, where I know I have a home

Take me home

Yes I’m gone, yes I’m gone

Gone to Carolina, where I know that I belong

Yes I’m gone, yes I’m gone

Gone to Carolina, where I know I have a home

Yea, come on