Caroline
J. roddy walston and the businessHe liked to travel, but he don’t carry cash
It was five bones a day. That’s the price that he payed
And I made sure as hell he was dead to me
Now he had a girl, name of Caroline Pearl
And she was soft and sweet
She was made of salt and that weren’t her fault
And her hands were soft like slavery
I muscled white for your love
I tore down the night for your love
I broke the chains I broke the grave
I did it all for your love
She was heavy up top, that shows she sweetens her tea
I was showing my teeth that shows she’s sweet to me
And I struck the good book, with a double edged sword
God sent my mother, I don’t fight God no more
It was full steam ahead, land ho, is that Tennessee
I saw myself, hang myself up in the family tree
And you got to understand. It wasn’t part of the plan
You work a good job, and I work the land
I muscled white for your love
I tore down the night for your love
I broke the chains I broke the grave
I did it all for your love
Caroline, Caroline, Caroline, girl be mine
Now I went down to the southern most part of my life
I hit the ground I bit hard I broke the blade off the knife
I mined your face I searched your skin for something young
Some sort of trace some sort of sign
Man it was done. Caroline
Caroline