Carolina II
Leavin' Georgia on a freight train, with a Bible covered in dust
And I could see you on the porch swing, the frame was starting to rust
You know that I could find you, yeah I know just where you are
You're coked up on a memory, in some Birmingham bar

Hail Mary, please forgive me for anything that I might do
Lord please bless my mom and dad, and Carolina too

A thousand miles of highway, and a million highway singns
Between the whiskey and the women, what the hell was I tryin' to find?
And I'd sure like a family, a wife, kids and home
A place to lay my head at night so I could rest my tired bones

Hail Mary, please forgive me for anything that I might do
Lord please bless my mom and dad, and Carolina too

My days have turned to demons, and my nights they stay so bright
I might head back home to Texas if I make it through tonight
But that lonesome highway stretch is on, and I might just give in
I light one more cigarette and start countin' all my sins
Hail Mary, please forgive me for anything that I might do
Lord please bless my mom and dad, and Carolina too