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D Cadd9 Every time I think I smell that sweet southern rain Cadd9 G F D It takes me to a station on the long black train D Cadd9 I want to hear the wind blow, feel the earth move below me Cadd9 G F D In spite of all the good times, gotta rest my soul Chorus: D Cadd9 I'm gone, yes, I'm gone Cadd9 G F D Gone To Carolina, where I know that I belong D Cadd9 Yes, I'm gone, yes, I'm gone Cadd9 G F D 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 been so high for so long, there's nothing tried nor true I'm thinking about coming down to lay a little on you Chorus
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