I am a match, I am potential unfulfilled
I just need a scratch to set fire to my world
And I was attached to all these things that' dragged me down
I never tried but then I opened up my eyes
And I saw blue skies blue skies
I saw you and I again
And I saw green grass cool beneath my feet
It won't last, but for the moment is was sweet
If days are strange and we are poor I will be there
Hands are swollen backs are sore
And if there's pestilence and pain I will be there
Oh Carolina
You took you're fathers sins
You stacked them neatly next to mine
Like some lonely cord of wood to warm the house we left behind
Hands unsteady skin was pale, from the canyons to the trail
We both more than likely knew we would fail
And I saw blue skies blue skies
I saw you and I again
And I saw green grass cool beneath my feet
It won't last, but for the moment is was sweet
If days are strange and we are poor I will be there
Hands are swollen backs are sore
And if there's pestilence and pain I will be there
Oh Carolina
If God blows dust across these plains I will be there
We've waited forty days for rain
And if it's something even worse I will be there
Oh Carolina
