"Carolina, in the Morning"
Words by Gus Kahn, music by Walter Donaldson
Wishing is good time wasted,
Still it's a habit, they say;
Wishing for sweets I've tasted,
That's all I do all day.
Maybe there's nothing in wishing,
But speaking of wishing, I'll say:
Nothing could be finer
Than to be in Carolina
In the mooo-ooorn-ing (morning)
Nothing 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.
Strollin' with my girlie
Where the dew is pearly, early
In the morning.
Butterflies all flutter up
And kiss each little buttercup
At dawning.
If I had Aladdin's lamp
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.