Carolina

Carolina, now don’t you put your spell on me,
Carolina, because you know I just a wanna’ be free
because you know I just a wanna’ be free
because you know I just a wanna’ be free

Born in New Orleans, son of a cajun queen
Lived on top, and down below
But mostly in between

Carolina, now don’t you put your spell on me
Carolina, because you know I just a wanna’ be free
because you know I just a wanna’ be free
because you know I just a wanna’ be free

I met her in the French market, lookin’ awful fine
I asked her what her name was
and she said “Caroline.”
Carolina, now don’t you put your spell on me
Carolina, because you know I just a wanna’ be free
because you know I just a wanna’ be free
because you know I just a wanna’ be free

I went down in sixty five, one, two, three, four, five.
I went down ‘cuz Caroline lied,
that’s what she did to me.

Carolina, now don’t you put your spell on me
Carolina, because you know I just a wanna’ be free
because you know I just a wanna’ be free
because you know I just a wanna’ be free