MUSIC FOR SALE

Verse 1
Red clay dust on a backroad line,
Dogwood blooms in the Carolina sky,
Granddaddy’s porch with a creak and a sway,
Stories in the wind at the end of the day.
Pre-Chorus
From the Blue Ridge high to the coastal tide,
There’s a rhythm here you can’t deny—
Chorus
These Carolina roots run deep in me,
Through the pines and the fields and the memory,
From the mountains down to the ocean blue,
Every mile feels like home I knew.
Yeah, the past and the present intertwine,
In the heart of North Carolina, mine.
Verse 2
Sweet tea sweating in the summer heat,
Front porch laughter and bare feet,
Church bells ringing on a Sunday morn,
Fields of gold where the dreams are born.
Pre-Chorus
You can hear it in the fiddle’s cry,
Feel it in the stars at night—
Chorus
These Carolina roots run deep in me,
Through the pines and the fields and the memory,
From the mountains down to the ocean blue,
Every mile feels like home I knew.
Yeah, the past and the present intertwine,
In the heart of North Carolina, mine.
Bridge
Tar Heel soul, Carolina grace,
Time moves slow in this sacred place,
No matter where these roads may lead,
It’s in my blood, it’s all I need.
Breakdown
Ohhh… red clay and Carolina rain,
Wash me back home again—
Final Chorus
These Carolina roots run deep in me,
Like a river winding endlessly,
Through the songs and the love I find,
In every trace you left behind.
Yeah, I carry you through space and time,
Sweet home North Carolina, mine.