Carolay
Jack Nitzsche, Russ Titelman
Sleep came tossed and turning
And I woke up holding hands
Carolay, her neck was sunned and burning for another man
Well I'm going to call up China
And see if she is there
Well if she's not down in China
Carolay, must be layin' up in East Monroe somewhere
Fare thee, honey
There is not enough of time
For a right shy woman to belong
Fare thee, honey
There's no slow and easy rhyme
For a right shy woman gone wrong
There's a letter came last Tuesday
Arrived here nation sack
It's lying in the hallway
But you ain't coming back
Carolay, I'll see you in the Cypress Road someday
Carolay, Hey I'll see you in the Cypress Road someday
Carolay, Hey I'll see you in the Cypress Road someday
Carolay, Hey I'll see you in the Cypress Road someday