(Key of D)

^DEverytime I think I smell that ^Cadd9sweet southern rain It ^Cadd9takes me to a ^Gstation on the ^Flong black ^Dtrain ^DI want to hear the wind blow, feel the ^Cadd9earth move below me ^Cadd9In spite of all the ^Ggood times, gotta ^Frest my ^Dsoul

Chorus

I'm ^Dgone, yes, I'm^Cadd9 gone ^Cadd9Gone To Caro^Glina, where I know that ^FI be^Dlong Yes, I'm ^Dgone, yes, I'm^Cadd9 gone ^Cadd9Gone To Caro^Glina, where I know I ^Fhave a ^Dhome

(For this part,use the same notes as the first part) 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

Shooter Jennings - Gone to carolina