Phish - Carolina lyrics

Carolina, carolina, carolina, carolina Nothing could be finer than to be in carolina in the morning No one could be sweeter that my sweetie when I meet her in the morning Where the morning glory Twine around the door Whispering pretty stories I long to hear once more Strolling with my girlie when the dew is pearly early in the morning bu*terflies all flutter up and kiss each little bu*tercup, in the morning If I had aladdin's lamp I'd make a wish and here's what I'd say Nothing could be finer than to be in carolina in the morning