Old Crow Medicine Show - Caroline

You were^D born in St. Claire’s hospital ^GI say you were born up in the ^Dsky You come ^Dfloatin’ down over New Orleans To the ^Gsweet green levee on the riverside^D And your ^Avoice shined like your Sunday shoes And ^Gmomma always said we had nothing to lose ^DAnd so we ^Adanced on the street cor^Gner

Oh ^DCarol^Gine (Caroline) ^GHeartbroken hard times, they never ^Dgot us down ^GWalkin’ the same line throug^Dh every shady^Bm southern town ^AHand in hand your arm ‘round mine^G(ring), Caroline you do just fine^D

We were the ^DGasshouse gang ^GI’ll be Ozzie Smith you be Sarah m^Dy wife ‘Til we go^Dt traded away To the ^GRed Clay League somewhere along the Geo^Drgia line ^AYou’d be the pitcher and the catcher too I’m th^Ge home run king ‘fore his muscles grew ^DGonna knock the ^Acover off this ^Gtime

Well I c^Dalled you the other day ^GIt sounded like you’d been up all night c^Drying I used to wo^Dnder if we Had really ^Grun away would they discover where we were hi^Dding Oh but there ^Aain’t no way we could be so free as we we^Gre back in ^D83 So what’s t^Ahe use of even ^Gtrying

Oh ^DCarol^Gine (Caroline) I ^Gseen it all change, watch it ^Dchange some more ^GSeen hard times standin??^D? right outside you^Bmr door But ^AI’d say you do just fine, yo^G(ring)u do just fine Oh Carol^Dine