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Carolina in the Pines, by Michael Martin Murphy. C C C G F C F C C
She came Cto me,said sGhe new me said she'd knFow me a long tCime And she spFoke of being Cin love With every mouFntain she had clCimed
And she taClked of trails she' waFlked up Far abFove the timber lCine From that niFght on i knew i'd wrCite songs With CaroFlina in the piCnes
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Theres a nCew moon on the 1G4th First quFarter the 2C1st And the fFull moon in the lCast week Brings a fulFlness to this eaCrth
Theres no guCesswork in the clGockwork All the worFlds are all mCine There are niFghts i only fCeel right With CaroFlina in the pCines
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When the frCost shows on the winGdow And the woFod stove smokes and glCows As the fiFre grows we will wCarm ourselves Watching raiFnbows in the coCld
And we'll taClk of trails we waGlked up Far abFove the timber liCne There are niFghts i only fCeel right With CaroFlina in the piCnes
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