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

When a morning glory
Went around the door
Whispering pretty stories
I long to hear once more

Rolling with my girly, where the dew is pearly early
In the morning
Butterflies all flutter up, and kiss each little 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"

When a morning glory
Wind around the door
Whispering pretty stories
I long to hear once more

Rolling with my girly, where the dew is pearly early
In the morning
Butterflies all flutter up, and kiss each little buttercup
At dawning

If I had Aladdin's lamp 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"

Copyright: DONALDSON PUBLISHING CO, Downtown Music Publishing
Writer(s): Gus Kahn, Walter Donaldson