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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Shooter Jennings
Vocals
Leroy Powell
Guitar
Ted Kamp
Bass Guitar
Brian Keeling
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shooter Jennings
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dave Cobb
Producer
Mark Rains
Mixing Engineer
Aaron Chmielewski
Assistant Recording Engineer
Dana Dominquez
Assistant Recording Engineer
Cindi Peters
Studio Personnel
Stephen Marcussen
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Every time I think I smell that sweet Southern rain
Takes me to a station on the long black train
Wanna hear the wind blow and feel the earth move below me
Despite of all the good times, I gotta rest my soul
So I'm gone, yes, I'm gone
Gone to Carolina, where I know that I belong
Yes, I'm gone, yes, I'm gone
Gone to Carolina, where I know I have a home, get up
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
Been so high for so long, there's nothin' tried nor true
I'm thinkin' about comin' down to lay a little on you
And I'm gone, yes, I'm gone
Gone to Carolina, where I know that I belong
Yes, I'm gone, yes, I'm gone
Gone to Carolina, where I know I have a home
Take me home
Yes, I'm gone, yes, I'm gone
Gone to Carolina, where I know that I belong
Yes, I'm gone, yes, I'm gone
Oh, gone to Carolina, where I know I have a home
Yeah, come on, ride
You got places to be
Written by: Shooter Jennings