Michael Murphey - Carolina in the pines

She came ^Ato me,said s^Ehe new me said she'd kn^Dow me a long t^Aime And she sp^Doke of being ^Ain love With every mou^Dntain she had cl^Aimed

And she ta^Alked of trails she' wa^Dlked up Far ab^Dove the timber l^Aine From that ni^Dght on i knew i'd wr^Aite songs With Caro^Dlina in the pi^Anes

Theres a n^Aew moon on the 1^E4th First qu^Darter the 2^A1st And the f^Dull moon in the l^Aast week Brings a ful^Dlness to this ea^Arth

Theres no gu^Aesswork in the cl^Eockwork All the wor^Dlds are all m^Aine There are ni^Dghts i only f^Aeel right With Caro^Dlina in the p^Aines

When the fr^Aost shows on the win^Edow And the wo^Dod stove smokes and gl^Aows As the fi^Dre grows we will w^Aarm ourselves Watching rai^Dnbows in the co^Ald

And we'll ta^Alk of trails we wa^Elked up Far ab^Dove the timber li^Ane There are ni^Dghts i only f^Aeel right With Caro^Dlina in the pi^Anes