Gone To Carolina

Every time I think I smell that sweet southern rain It takes me to a station on the long black train I want to hear the wind blow, feel the earth move below me In spite of all the good times, gotta rest my soul Chorus: I'm gone, yes, I'm gone Gone To Carolina, where I know that I belong Yes, I'm gone, yes, I'm gone Gone To Carolina, where I know I have a home Every time I think I see your face in a crowd It's like a bell inside of me and it's ringin' out loud I been so high for so long, there's nothing tried nor true I'm thinking about coming down to lay a little on you Chorus