Kate Wolf - Carolina pines
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Carolina Pines
FJuFstF aFn Fold house with the roof falling in
FStFanGdiGng at the edge of a field
FWaC7tchFinFmg the crops grow as it's always done before
FNoFboAmdy Glives here anymore
FThGe FsuAmn's going down in the Carolina pines
FI'Gm Fa Amlong way from home and I miss that love of mine
FBrGokFenAm wiFndGowFs,F empty doors. nobody lives here anymore
FOlFd FmeFmories come whistling like the wind
FThFroGugGh the walls and cracked window panes
FAnC7d tFheFm grass is growing high around the kitchen doorl
FNoFboAmdy Glives here anymore
FThGe FsuAmn's going down in the Carolina pines
FI'Gm Fa Amlong way from home and I miss that love of mine
FBrGokFenAm wiFndGowFs,F empty doors. nobody lives here anymore
FOnFceF tFhere were children and a few hired hands
FA FhaGrdG-working woman and a bone-tired man
FNoC7w tFhaFmt old sun steals across a dusty floor
FNoFboAmdy lives here anymore
FThGe FsuAmn's going down in the Carolina pines
FI'Gm Fa Amlong way from home and I miss that love of mine
FBrGokFenAm wiFndGowFs,F empty doors. nobody lives here anymore