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Scotty McCreery
Carolina Moon

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Bài hát: Carolina Moon - Scotty McCreery
I woke up this morning to the hummin' of the engines
Haulin' nature's finest from the Gulf of Mexico
Riding this ol' river is peaceful but it's lonesome
And it makes me wonder how the old folks are at home
[CHORUS:]
Now the years have blown by me like the wind through the pines
But the song of the south is ever sweet as homemade wine
Oh, how I miss those mountains when the laurels are in bloom
And the southern stars are dancin' 'round the North Carolina moon
Just rolled through Memphis, I could hear them guitars palyin'
They had the blues so so bad it almost broke my heart
But it don't sound nothing like a band of tree frogs singin'
When every now and then they get in tune with grandpa's harp
[CHORUS:]
Now the years have blown by me like the wind through the pines
But the song of the south is ever sweet as homemade wine
Oh, how I miss those mountains when the laurels are in bloom
And the southern stars are dancin' 'round the North Carolina moon
Now when I die boys, make me this promise
You'll send my body back up North Carolina way
I don't want no tombstone, just lay me next to mama
And let the honeysuckle grow wild upon my grave
[CHORUS:]
Now the years have blown by me like the wind through the pines
But the song of the south is ever sweet as homemade wine
Oh, how I miss those mountains when the laurels are in bloom
And the southern stars are dancin' 'round the North Carolina moon
Yeah, the southern stars are dancin' 'round the North Carolina moon
North Carolina moon
Oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh [x2]
I woke up this morning to the hummin' of the engines
Haulin' nature's finest from the Gulf of Mexico
Riding this ol' river is peaceful but it's lonesome
And it makes me wonder how the old folks are at home
[CHORUS:]
Now the years have blown by me like the wind through the pines
But the song of the south is ever sweet as homemade wine
Oh, how I miss those mountains when the laurels are in bloom
And the southern stars are dancin' 'round the North Carolina moon
Just rolled through Memphis, I could hear them guitars palyin'
They had the blues so so bad it almost broke my heart
But it don't sound nothing like a band of tree frogs singin'
When every now and then they get in tune with grandpa's harp
[CHORUS:]
Now the years have blown by me like the wind through the pines
But the song of the south is ever sweet as homemade wine
Oh, how I miss those mountains when the laurels are in bloom
And the southern stars are dancin' 'round the North Carolina moon
Now when I die boys, make me this promise
You'll send my body back up North Carolina way
I don't want no tombstone, just lay me next to mama
And let the honeysuckle grow wild upon my grave
[CHORUS:]
Now the years have blown by me like the wind through the pines
But the song of the south is ever sweet as homemade wine
Oh, how I miss those mountains when the laurels are in bloom
And the southern stars are dancin' 'round the North Carolina moon
Yeah, the southern stars are dancin' 'round the North Carolina moon
North Carolina moon
Oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh [x2]
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