My Carolina - Lee Brice

Ten years ago I had to fly

Been living my dream trying to stay alive

I missed my buddies, I miss my home

Yea I do

I ain’t seen my momma in way too long

Give me skinny cane pole and a hot bream bed

Catch me a little blue gill and a big flat head now

Some fresh boiled peanuts and shrimp and grits, mmm

Some jack in a barrel and a hog in the pit now

Need some hard red clay and a soft sand hill

Some black water healing some time to kill

I’m doing pretty good man but I ain’t lying

I’m just trying to get back to my Carolina, yeah

Give me some beagles barking down in a hole

Running a cotton till soothing my soul

I need a live oak tree and a soy bean field

I wish I could take it like a pill

Need some hard red clay and a soft sand hill

Some black water healing some time to kill

I’m doing pretty good man but I ain’t lying

I’m just trying to get back to my Carolina, yeah!

I need some dirty smoke and a jar of shine

Burn my tongue and ease my mind

I need some hard red clay and a soft sand hill

Some black water healing some time to kill

I’m doing pretty good man but I ain’t lying

I’m just trying to get back to

I’m just trying to get back to my Carolina

Ten years ago I had to fly

I’ve been living my dream trying to stay alive