Good Ol' Caroline

I was having some coffee this morning thinking about my past
Watching the morning sun come in funny how memories last
Staring down in my coffee cup that old familiar taste
Like the tune that brings back the memory of a different time and place

A good ol' country tune coffee stains on the dash
Foot clicker to switch high beams windows down singing some Cash
Grandma's biscuits and gravy her cornbread and sweet tea
And Grandpa had his old tackle box night crawlers down by the creek

And Grandma would say come on in y'all wash up and let's eat
She'd have fried okra chicken and taters pecan pie for a treat
Grandma would tell us boys Yuns better be good
She'd brake off the limb of a hickory tree just to make sure we understood

And Grandpa would load up his truck head to the flea market on the weekend
He liked to stand around and talk to everybody and make new friends
Didn't matter if he sold anything wasn't about the buck
It was about the coffee the smile and a cigarette from the back of his truck
Good ol' Caroline

My other Grandma played the organ at the church and she sang
My other Grandpa took me to Birmingham and showed me about the iron industry
Turns out our family had a steel company made a fortune in the south
But China moved in eventually forced all them jobs out

With all that cheap steel couldn't compete with the price
At least Birmingham's steel was strong and it always looked nice
Because of what happened to my family and the rest of the USA
I try to make sure that I buy products made right here today

As I sip on this coffee looking out in my driveway
I can't help but smile cause I'm looking at a Ford Jeep and Chevrolet
Takes me back to that dirt road holler in Caroline
Used to jump out lock the hubs in yonder back to get some shine

The white lightening days are gone came and gone away
But them old true moonshiners legends are still around today
I can remember that taste of that batch they made back in '85
That Carolina clear a couple of sips you couldn't even drive
Good ol' Caroline

When I hear a country song it reminds me of the south
I'm in Minnesota but my hearts in the south without a doubt
It can be 20 below be knee deep in snow
But in my mind I'm just find cause I'm in the Blue Ridge don't you know

With all them yee haws good southern meals
Yesmam's and no sirs tackle boxes and rods and reels
My Grandpa's might be in the ground but the iron and fishing remains
Cut off China and we could be fortunate in the art again

USA could bring back steel and have a sweet success
And I heard that Minnesota's Iron Range puts out some of the best
Birmingham could get back on track running full speed
It could build up companies provide everything everybody in need

I'm going to tell y'all what no matter if you're democrat or republican
Whether you're black or white I don't give a damn Y'all can all come on in
From Carolina to Minnesota and everywhere in between
If you're a good person you love the USA then I guess you're a friend to me
Good ol' Caroline