Caroline.

Where it began, I can't begin to know when

But then I know it's growing strong

Oh, was in the spring,

And then spring became the summer

Who'd believe you'd come along

Hands, touching hands, reaching out

Touching me, touching you

Oh, sweet Caroline

Good times never seem so good

I've been inclined to believe it never would

But now I Look at the night

And it don't seem so lonely

We fill it up with only two

And when I hurt

Hurtin runs off my shoulders

How can I hurt when I'm with you

Warm, touchin warm

Reachin out, touchin me

Touchin you

Sweet caroline

Good times never seemed so good

I've been inclined

To believe they never would