Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Shooter Jennings
Vocals
Leroy Powell
Guitar
Ted Kamp
Bass Guitar
Brian Keeling
Drums
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dave Cobb
Executive Producer
Mark Rains
Mixing Engineer
Aaron Chmielewski
Assistant Recording Engineer
Dana Dominquez
Assistant Recording Engineer
Cindi Peters
Studio Personnel
Stephen Marcussen
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Every time I think I smell that sweet southern rain
It takes me to a station on the long black train
I wanna hear the wind blow, and feel the earth move below me
Despite of all the good times, I gotta rest my soul
So I'm gone, yes I'm gone
Gone to Carolina, where I know that I belong
Yes I'm gone, yes I'm gone
Gone to Carolina, where I know I have a home
Every time I think I see your face in a crowd
It's like a bell inside of me, and it's ringin' out loud
I've been so high for so long, there's nothing tried nor true
I'm thinking bout coming down, to lay a little on you
And I'm gone, yes I'm gone
Gone to Carolina, where I know that I belong
Yes I'm gone, yes I'm gone
Gone to Carolina, where I know I have a home
Take me home
[Solo]
Yes I'm gone, yes I'm gone
Gone to Carolina, where I know that I belong
Yes I'm gone, yes I'm gone
Gone to Carolina, where I know I have a home
Yea, come on
Writer(s): Shooter Jennings
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