Carolina Can

It was layin pennies on a rail and
sneakin out to chew a red man,
it was a friday night win followed my saturday brews. It was the first blue ribbon my dad and I drank, baptized down glenville lake and a tear in her eyes the night we lost all we had to lose.
That tobacco town where i grew up, a tailgate down on a jacked up truck,
a ring we earned cause we owned that state
a tombstone with my daddy's name. Now this six string dream on a crazy course has got my compass losing north when I need someone to remind me who I am. Carolina Can.
It was faded blue denim on franklin street
a he'snot buzz a house band beat it was a summer heat draggin me to a fifth year fall. It was classes skipped cause a room couldn't teach what we learned three days on wrightsville beach with my high school love short hair and that sweet hometown southern drawl.
That tobacco town where i grew up, a tailgate down on a jacked up truck,
a ring we earned cause we owned that state
a tombstone with my daddy's name. Now this six string dream on a crazy course has got my compass losing north when I need someone to remind me who I am. Carolina Can.
Two time zones ten states away,
another night another show to play,
well hey Mr. Taylor she ain't only on your mind.
That tobacco town where i grew up, a tailgate down on a jacked up truck,
a ring we earned cause we owned that state
a tombstone with my daddy's name. Now this six string dream on a crazy course has got my compass losing north when I need someone to remind me who I am. Carolina Can.