Board Thread:Art, Stories and Songs/@comment-5298545-20160208041003/@comment-26062370-20160209034952

Nothing could be finer than to be in Carolina in the morning No one could be sweeter than my sweetie when I meet her in the morning Where the morning glories twine around the door Whispering pretty stories I long to hear once more

Strolling with my girlie where the dew is pearly early in the morning Butterflies all flutter up and kiss each buttercup at dawning If I had Aladdin's lamp for only a day I'd make a wish and here's what I'd say

Nothing could be finer than to be in Carolina in the morning Where the morning glories twine around the door Whispering pretty stories I long to hear once more Strolling with my girlie where the dew is pearly early in the morning

Butterflies all flutter up and kiss each buttercup at dawning If I had Aladdin's lamp for only a day I'd make a wish and here's what I'd say Nothing could be finer than to be in Carolina in the a.m. Carolina in the morning