Jules Taylor - Carolina King Lyrics

I try not to think about what I left in Virginia
But when I call my kin, they tell me again, you're the happiest you've ever been
So I try not to think but the whiskey, once it gets in ya
I reminisce, and I start to miss the way you looked at me, back then
So I know, I know
He treats you like a queen
But if you come down to Charleston, I'll be your Carolina King

Cause I miss my boy, I hope that he had a good Christmas
And it's late July, and a little late to try to be present, with no gifts
So I know, I know
He treats you like a queen
But if you come down to Charleston, I'll be your Carolina King

The last time I called, your mama said boy don't you call here
Cause you did her wrong, and she's done moved on, and then you went and wrote a sad country song
And you know, well I sure as hell know
He treats you like a queen
But if you come down to Charleston, I'll be your Carolina King