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 flooder up and kiss each little butter cup at dawning
 If I had Aladin's lantern 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
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 (Nothing could be finer in the morning)
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 (No one could be sweeter in the morning)

 Where the morning glories twine...