On the stoop on corner
There's a game of chess
Down on the boardwalk
There's a babe on a breast
And all the seats are taken
And all the levees breaking
Sweet Carolina
How I love you so
Sweet Carolina
How I love you so
Up from the birch wood
With her magnolia glow
Flowing from the curled tips
Of her ebony bow
And when her hips start a-shaking
My heart starts a-breaking
Sweet Carolina
How I love you so
Sweet Carolina
How I love you so
Been kissed by the barbs of her lips
Since a century ago
When she asks me why her thorns look so good
Well, I don't even know
I only care for her rose
With a crack of her bullwhip
She's enslaved me
Got my mind on her bookshelf
In five easy payments
She takes all my money
And she don't share
I love her for the color
Of the rose she wears
Bernstein is in the courtyard
Chaplin is checking out at the front desk
Pete Seeger is on the guitar
In the hall, doing his best
'Cause to know her is to love her
But we don't dare
I love her for the color
Of the rose she wears
Risks are for taking
All the love we were making
Sweet Carolina
How I love you so
And I don't even love her
But she don't care
I love her for the color
Of the rose she wears