Carolina in the Morning

If I had Aladdin's lamp 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.

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.
Butterflies all flutter up and kiss each
middle buttercup at dawning.

If I had Aladdin's lamp 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.

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.
Butterflies all flutter up and kiss each
middle buttercup at dawning.

If I had Aladdin's lamp 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.

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...