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Carolina Dreamin' Video (MV)




Performed By: Little Hills
Language: English
Length: 3:41
Written by: Phillip Kosta




Little Hills - Carolina Dreamin' Lyrics




Well, I found myself in North Caroline and it seemed so good to me
The air was sweet and the streets were lined with evergreen trees
I told myself I'd go back someday and make it my home to stay
Three years went by and my wife and I moved back to the Old North State

Now it didn't take long before this song would turned for the worse
It's a shame, you see, what came to be by the second verse
Things weren't quite what we had hoped and I was left out to dry
With no other choice, choke in our voice, we had to say goodbye

Things aren't always what they seem
Morning's never as sweet as the dream
Things don't always go to plan
And I sure as hell don't trust a southern man

So we crawled back home the time had come to go from whence we came
A sweet Midwest heart, don't want no part in your twisted game
I'm older now and I see how there were red flags from the start
The wisdom earned, as I have learned, comes from a broken heart

Things aren't always what they seem
Morning's never as sweet as the dream
Things don't always go to plan
And I sure as hell don't trust a southern man

Instrumental

Things aren't always what they seem
Morning's never as sweet as the dream
Things don't always go to plan
And I sure as hell don't trust a southern man
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Well, I found myself in North Caroline and it seemed so good to me
The air was sweet and the streets were lined with evergreen trees
I told myself I'd go back someday and make it my home to stay
Three years went by and my wife and I moved back to the Old North State

Now it didn't take long before this song would turned for the worse
It's a shame, you see, what came to be by the second verse
Things weren't quite what we had hoped and I was left out to dry
With no other choice, choke in our voice, we had to say goodbye

Things aren't always what they seem
Morning's never as sweet as the dream
Things don't always go to plan
And I sure as hell don't trust a southern man

So we crawled back home the time had come to go from whence we came
A sweet Midwest heart, don't want no part in your twisted game
I'm older now and I see how there were red flags from the start
The wisdom earned, as I have learned, comes from a broken heart

Things aren't always what they seem
Morning's never as sweet as the dream
Things don't always go to plan
And I sure as hell don't trust a southern man

Instrumental

Things aren't always what they seem
Morning's never as sweet as the dream
Things don't always go to plan
And I sure as hell don't trust a southern man
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Writer: Phillip Kosta
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