Sometimes I wish my name was Caroline.
Not cuz I hate the one I've had
But simply cuz all them boys would surely go mad
Over me and my darling name,
Oh my, oh what a sight!
Those boys would line right up to my door clear past midnight.
Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah
They'd all be linin' up at my front step
Comin' from miles and miles around!
They'd be tryin for my attention,
Yellin and shoutin my name
"Caroline, oh Caroline, Oh Caroline won't you please!
Just come out here, oh, Caroline,
We think you're just the bees knees!"
Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah
I'd come out on my terrace,
For a rich gal I would be,
My golden curls would be a bouncin'
And all them boy eyes fixed on me.
Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah
I'd pick me out a good man,
Pick him right out of that patch.
My mama would be proud and say,
"Sweetheart, that ones a catch."
And he'd say
"Caroline, oh Caroline, Oh Caroline won't you please!
Just take my hand, Oh, Caroline
Won't you plumb just marry me?"
Sometimes I wish my name was Caroline,
And here's the reason why
I'd find me a good man,
And with him I'd get to fly.
But today that's not my name,
No, it never will be mine.
But I'll dream until the day I die
That my name would be Caroline.
Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah
"Caroline, Oh Caroline, Oh Caroline, I'd be!
God won't you name me Caroline,
So I can be happy."
Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah
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