Carolina in the Pines

She came to me, said she knew me
 Said she'd known me a long time
 And she spoke of being in love
 With every mountain she had climbed
 And she talked of trails she'd walked up
 Far above the timberline
 From that night on I knew I'd write songs
 For Carolina in the pines
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 There's a new moon on the fourteenth
 First quarter, the twenty first
 And the full moon in the last week
 Brings a fullness to this earth
 There's no guesswork in the clockwork
 On the worlds part or mine
 There are nights I only feel right
 With Carolina in the pines
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 When the frost shows on the windows
 And the wood stove smokes and glows
 As the fire grows, we will warm our souls
 Watching rainbows in the cove
 And we'll talk of trails we've walked up
 Far above the timberline
 There are nights I only feel right
 With Carolina in the pines