Lyrics

Take me back home to Carolina
To my Blue Ridge Mountain home
Growin' up couldn't 've been finer
I'm going back home to Carolina

You can rock me in that rockin' chair
And I will rock away my cares
Sittin' on the porch all night
Lightnin' bugs turn into daylight
Then along comes Pappy up the drive
And he's still walkin', sakes alive
He's a little slow, he still goes, heck
He's still washin' all his own clothes

And he takes me back home to Carolina
I can taste that sweet cold
Cherry apple cider
When I got back home to Carolina

Hand me that phone I wanna say hello
To my old beau sweet Pretlow
I say hey let's rendevous
We got a lotta catchin' up to do
Old Lassiter Mill where we used to play
Well it ain't much more than a plaque today
Say you gotta good job and you're married now
You've got five kids, holy cow!

Well I been gone, away too long
And Lord I can't remember
How I got so far from home

Take me back home to Carolina
Gimme a jug 'o white lightnin' in my veins
You old moonshiner
When I go back home to Carolina

Now Florine's in a nursing home
She's sittin' pretty in her robe
Rememberin' when she shot her man
And Florine just a little pecan
She's talks to me with her big brown eyes
We laugh about some good ole times
Teasing me with her secret plans
Kissin' my head and clappin' her hands

Lord she takes me back home to Carolina
Smell the afternoon honeysuckle perfume
Whoa don't it make me swoon
When I go back home to Carolina

Home to Carolina
Let's get packin' right now