(Gus Kahn - Walter Donaldson)
Nothing could be finer than to be in Carolina, in the morning
No one could be sweeter than my sweetie when I meet her in the morning
Where the morning glories twine around the door
Whispering pretty stories I long to hear once more.
Strolling with my girlie where the dew is pearly early in the morning
bu*terflies all flooder up and kiss each little bu*ter cup at dawning
If I had Aladin's lantern for only a day I'd make a wish and here's what I'd say
Nothing could be finer than to be in Carolina in the morning.
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(Nothing could be finer in the morning)
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(No one could be sweeter in the morning)
Where the morning glories twine around the door
Whispering pretty stories I long to hear once more...