Nothing could be finer than to be in Carolina in the morning
  No one 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
  Strolling with my girlie where the dew is pearly early in the morning
  Butterflies all flutter up and kiss each 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
  
  Where the morning glories twine around the door
  Whispering pretty stories I long to hear once more
  Strolling with my girlie where the dew is pearly early in the morning
  Butterflies all flutter up and kiss each 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 AM
  Carolina in the morning