Caroline, my baby
Caroline, my sweet
If I marry Caroline
So happy I would be
I wouldn't need no whisky
I wouldn't need no wine
I wouldn't need much of anything
If Caroline was mine
Her daddy is a preacher
And may he rot in Hell
I'd sell my soul to Satan
For a bucket from your well
'Cause I know that he don't like me
I know he'll disapprove
But I'm gonna marry Caroline
If it's the last thing that I do
Oh
Well, if I was a painter
I'd put you down in paint
I'd hang you by the Mona Lisa
Put that girl to shame
Or if I was a sailor
And sailed the seven seas
I'd row across the ocean
Just to bring you home with me
Oh
Oh, Caroline, my baby
Oh, Caroline, my sweet
You make a man go crazy
Why won't you come to me?
'Cause I've been feeling lonesome
Been feeling kinda blue
I think I'd rather die
Than to be away from you
But she said
"Boy, you know you've caught my eye
And I know you're sweeter than an apple pie
But I like my men completely wild
So baby, keep on trying"
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Caroline, my baby
Caroline, my sweet
I'm gonna marry Caroline
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