Where will you take me now,
So you've gathered up my memories
of all that you've shown me
And wrapped them in the colors
It surely must be beautiful then
You say there's a New Jersey morning
The skies that are made on
with the Florida sunshine
The mountains that are grown
in the corner of Carolina
that all but blows my mind
Among the laurels and the pine cones
I don't want to live alone
Bring to me a lady with children to bear
Let the light of our household
grow bright as we grow old
Let a stranger be welcomed
It surely must be beautiful there
You say there's a New Jersey morning
with the Florida sunshine
The mountains that are grown
in the corner of Carolina
The touch of Pennsylvania
that almost blows my mind
A journey through a long ride,
To rest there in the darkness
Unfolding in the sunlight,
was a sight my eyes had never known
Hey, highway, I'm glad you came along.
with the Florida sunshine,
in the corner of Carolina,
4.0
