It's wetter and wetter
When spring rolls along
It's hotter then hell
Then when we met last fall
But it gets better and better
Every time we touch
A sticky situation we're in
Trapped in the car and it's rainin again
And girl, every time it stops
Lord, I miss it so much
And I wanna take the top off
And throw it in the barn, man
And just put it in drive
Run into the sweet carolina rain
In that sweet carolina rain
We could drive on out to the river again
Just prayin to God that my ship comes in
I'm just a modern day Tom
But an old Huck Finn
Get my guit., pick her out the trunk
And get a pickin', boy
Just to bring me some luck
I'm gonna sweep her off her feet
Like the Southern wind
It's really comin down now
Yeah, it's really comin down now
In that sweet carolina rain
Yeah, that sweet carolina rain
Somethin weird in the middle of the afternoon
A little honky-tonk
Then he'll pettin and ride
Playin' David Alan Cole
Please come to Boston too
Reachin for the little piece of that pie
Hope it don't rain on the stage
'Bout to get it up now
Preacher man's daughter
Said I was goin to Hell (said I was born again)
I'm a little superstious now
Drivin' down the road
Goin a hundred and ten
Braggin' to your mamma's little boy, he's a man
Swear you'll never going to feel that way again
No, no, not until you're back into that
Sweet carolina rain
Yeah, that sweet carolina
Oh that, sweet carolina rain
Yah, that sweet carolina rain
It's really comin down
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