Oakly Blue Carolina

I tried to leave

the red dirt behind

Chase the dreams that I thought

I could find

But this concrete world is empty and cold

With no quiet rivers,

no stories to be told

Cause Paul can't live without country

And that sweet Carolina sky

No, I can't live without Oakly

And the brown-haired collar girl by my side (oh-oh-oh)

We take our walks

in the cool mountain breeze

Underneath the shade

of the tall pine trees

She wears her collar

and she leads the way

Keeping me steady

at the end of the day

Cause Paul can't live without country

And that sweet Carolina sky

No,

I can't live without Oakly

And the brown-haired collar girl by my side (oh-oh-oh)

Yeah, Oakly by my

side (hummmmm) Down in North Carolina

Where the country soul resides