Echo's in the air
Roads that led me here believing...
Paved a world of
despair...
And it's a warm, October night in...Carolina.
Another year has come and gone...
After, there will be no more trains...
I'm trying to move on but...
I'm wrapped here in these chains...
Leave me be...oh, set me free....
Please, Carolina.
I've no more tears to give to you...
You took them all...took everything...
And there will be nothing left of me...
If I don't catch that train...
They'll bury me here ...
Deep in the red clay...
Of Carolina.
The whistle of the last train leaving...
Is echoing in the air...
The only noise left, is my breathing...
I'm not going to make it there...
And there's no light left to see...
On this October night for me...
In Carolina.
Years from now, on down the road...
You'll pass a small graveside.
Perhaps, you'll pull over,
And think of those who died.
Of the girl who cried to leave,
The girl who refused to breathe,
In Carolina.
