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Scotty McCreery

Carolina To Me

 

Carolina To Me

(album: Same Truck - 2021)


I believe this life we're living
Ain't all there is
And there's something better up there
Waiting after this
I've sat on Sunday mornings
Listened to that preacher preach
And I get what he's saying
But man, if you ask me

You think pearly gates
You think streets of gold
And I think about them long-leaf pines lined on Tobacco Road
You think skies of blue
You think angels' wings
I think grandpa on an old creek bank and a Zebco 33
And we all got our own opinions
We all believe what we believe
But everything that's Heaven to you
Is Carolina to me

I've already walked with Jesus
Going through Kill Devil Hills
And I've talked to God face to face
Sitting high up in Linville
But if you still want your mansion
And your perfect paradise
Then go on and get yours
And I'll head on back to mine

You think pearly gates
You think streets of gold
And I think about them long-leaf pines lined on Tobacco Road
You think skies of blue
You think angels' wings
I think wild horses on the Outer Banks running up and down the beach
We all got our own opinions
We all believe what we believe
But everything that's Heaven to you
Is Carolina to me

Well if you still want your mansion
And your perfect paradise
Then go on and get yours
And I'll head on back to mine

You think pearly gates
You think streets of gold
And I think about them long-leaf pines lined on Tobacco Road
You think skies of blue
You think angels' wings
And I think about ole Andy Griffith whistling on TV
And we all got our own opinions
We all believe what we believe
But everything that's Heaven to you
Is Carolina to me
Is Carolina to me

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