[1] She came to me said she [2m] knew me
Said she'd [4] known me a long [1] time
And she [2m] spoke of being [3m] in love
With every [4] mountain she had [1] climbed
And she talked of trails she'd [2m] walked up
Far a-[4]-bove the timber-[1]-line
From that [2m] night on I knew I'd [3m] write songs
With Caro-[4]-lina in the [1] pines

There's a new moon on the fourteenth
First quarter, the twenty-first
And a full moon in the last week
Brings a fullness to this earth
There's no guesswork in the clockwork
Of the world's heart or mine
There are nights I only feel right
With Carolina in the pines

When the frost shows on the windows
And the wood stove smokes and glows
As the fire grows we can warm our souls
Watchin' rainbows in the coals
And we'll talk of trails we walked up
Far above the timberline
There are nights I only feel right
With Carolina in the pines