I'm a match
I'm potential unfulfilled
I just need a scratch
To set fire to my world
And I was attached
To all these things that dragged me down
And I never tried
But then I opened up my eyes
And I saw blue skies, blue skies
I saw you and I again
And I saw green grass
Cool beneath my feet
It won't last, but for the moment it was sweet
If days are strange and we are poor
(I will be there)
Hands are swollen, backs are sore
And if there's pestilence and pain
(I will be there)
Oh, Carolina
You took your fathers sins
You stacked them neatly next to mine
Like some lonely cord of wood
To warm the house we left behind
Hands unsteady, skin was pale
From the canyons, to the trail
We both more than likely knew
We would fail
And I saw blue skies, blue skies
I saw you and I again
And I saw green grass
Cool beneath my feet
It won't last, but for the moment it was sweet
If days are strange and we are poor
(I will be there)
Hands are swollen, backs are sore
And if there's pestilence and pain
(I will be there)
Oh, Carolina
If God blows dust across these plains
(I will be there)
We've waited forty days for rain
And if it's something even worse
(I will be there)
Oh, Carolina
