One day I was just sitting in Berea
And the TV was talking bout North Korea
How they was bout to rear back and hit us with an atom bomb
Well you can blame Pakistan you can blame the Dutchmen
You can blame the Democrats you can blame the Russians
You can blame everybody that fasts on the Ramadan
But blaming ain't never helped you or me so
I guess I'll reminisce before I pay my leave
About the lovers that I had once upon a time
Well they made me so high and they made me so low
What I need right now is just a good old girl
That's gonna do what I want
And leave me with my piece of mind
Take me home
Sweet Caroline
Find some women and drink some wine
With my brother
If he's still alive
Well I think I just caught myself nodding off
I guess I'll get up and call mom and pop
I wonder how things are going in Tennessee
I called three times ain't got no answer
My head's getting hotter than the tropic of Cancer
And the only person I got left is my cousin Steve
Take me home
Sweet Caroline
Find some women and drink some wine
With my brother
If he's still alive