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Carolina
Stress that I'm under hasn't killed me, once more.
Level-headed and sober, young and wild, before.
Where I told him to go, was a place close to hell.
Longer gone that he was, my home felt like a jail.
You can kick back and give the blues a spin, when you start seeing ghosts.
Tell you right now Lord, I love your love the most.
So without you here I sit, your memory as a reminder.
Your spirit is high as the mountains, beauty like Carolina.
#ericchurch #thechief #carolina #countrymusic #country #montana #406
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Level-headed and sober, young and wild, before.
Where I told him to go, was a place close to hell.
Longer gone that he was, my home felt like a jail.
You can kick back and give the blues a spin, when you start seeing ghosts.
Tell you right now Lord, I love your love the most.
So without you here I sit, your memory as a reminder.
Your spirit is high as the mountains, beauty like Carolina.
#ericchurch #thechief #carolina #countrymusic #country #montana #406
© All Rights Reserved
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