Lyrics
Her father was a Christian man, indeed
Who never stepped foot inside a church
But on the day he died
The TV preachers cried
Carolina girl from California
A merchant for the mission he was the best
His hair was always perfectly in place
And when god is good he’s great
Bought ’em an Orange County estate
Carolina girl from California
You ought to know where you’re from X3
You ought to know where you’re
Mother applies her lipstick as she says
It’s time to talk about your future dear
On the ride home from the grave
She jumped from the car and waved
Carolina girl from California
You ought to know where you’re from X3
You ought to know where you’re
La la la la la la… I want to see you again
La la la la la la… I want to see you
X2
Home’s not where you leave
It’s where you wanna be, it’s
It’s where you wanna be
And truth is not belief
It’s what you wanna see, it’s
It’s what you wanna see
And I hope you wanna see me
La la la la la la… I want to see you again
La la la la la la… I want to see you
X2
Carolina girl from California X2
Carolina girl X3