Carolina To Me

I believe this life we're livin' Ain't all there is And there's somethin' better up there Waitin' after this I've sat on Sunday mornings Listened to that preacher preach And I get what he's sayin' But man, if you ask me You think pearly gates, you think streets of gold And I think about them long leaf pines lined on Tobacco Road You think skies of blue, you think angels' wings I think grandpa on an old creek bank and a Zebco 33 We all got our own opinions, we all believe what we believe But everything that's Heaven to you is Carolina to me I've already walked with Jesus Goin' through Kill Devil Hills And I've talked to God face to face Sittin' high up in Linville But if you still want your mansion And your perfect paradise Then go on and get yours And I'll head on back to mine You think pearly gates, you think streets of gold And I think about them long leaf pines lined on Tobacco Road You think skies of blue, you think angels' wings I think wild horses on the Outer Banks runnin' up and down the beach We all got our own opinions, we all believe what we believe But everything that's Heaven to you is Carolina to me Well, if you still want your mansion And your perfect paradise Then go on and get yours And I'll head on back to mine You think pearly gates, you think streets of gold And I think about them long leaf pines lined on Tobacco Road You think skies of blue, you think angels' wings And I think about ol' Andy Griffith whistlin' on TV And we all got our own opinions, we all believe what we believe But everything that's Heaven to you is Carolina to me Is Carolina to me