Lucky Fonz Iii Poor Carolina
Poor Carolina
after the days when flowers were white
after the days when the sun gave its light
a young girl was standing with eyes open wide
waiting for someone to return from the night
her left hand was holding a coat that seemed warm
its cotton was worn out but the thing had its charm
her right hand was trying to light up a smoke
but the winds would not have it, made her seem like a
joke
oh my poor Carolina
oh my poor Carolina
John from the baker was 19 years old
when things got too hard and the bakery was sold
a man came up to him, said I got you a job
and without even thinking, John signed right up
and then in the frontline he wrote her a song
and said in his letter that it wouldn’t be long
‘no need to worry’, that’s what he would say
but the letter got lost and it’s still lost today
oh my poor Carolina
oh my poor Carolina
a boy and a girl and they’re waiting in line
he thinks she is wonderful and she thinks he is fine
I’ve got a cigarette if you have a light
I’ll bring the day if you’ll bring the night
