Palm trees and a Carolina breeze blowing through my hair tonight
I'm drinkin' margaritas my toes in the sand with some girls that wanna treat me right
From Fort Bragg to Myrtle Beach we're cooking our brains in the sun
Carolina drinkin' every night of the week, 'till the morning comes
Oh until that morning comes
I have raged from coast to coast, and never truly lost my mind
Until I found myself south of that Mason-Dixon line
Drinkin' moonshine from a mason jar, poured from the family still
It's going down like water and now I'm filled up to my gills
I think I'm hearing colors, now I'm seeing sounds
I know that I can't stand right now, 'cause I'd just fall right back down
Oh fall right back down
I have raged from coast to coast, and never truly lost my mind
Until I found myself south of that Mason-Dixon line
Country girls in bikinis, drinkin' PBR on the beach
Their old truck has a rebel flag and cooler on the seat
The ask us what we're doing, "Well we're just out soaking up the sun"
"So join us for some Carolina drinkin' until the morning comes!"
Oh until the morning comes
We have raged from coast to coast, and never truly lost our minds
Until we found ourselves south of that Mason-Dixon line
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Palm trees and a Carolina breeze blowing through my hair tonight
I'm drinkin' margaritas my toes in the sand with some girls that wanna treat me right
From Fort Bragg to Myrtle Beach we're cooking our brains in the sun
Carolina drinkin' every night of the week, 'till the morning comes
Oh until that morning comes
I have raged from coast to coast, and never truly lost my mind
Until I found myself south of that Mason-Dixon line
Drinkin' moonshine from a mason jar, poured from the family still
It's going down like water and now I'm filled up to my gills
I think I'm hearing colors, now I'm seeing sounds
I know that I can't stand right now, 'cause I'd just fall right back down
Oh fall right back down
I have raged from coast to coast, and never truly lost my mind
Until I found myself south of that Mason-Dixon line
Country girls in bikinis, drinkin' PBR on the beach
Their old truck has a rebel flag and cooler on the seat
The ask us what we're doing, "Well we're just out soaking up the sun"
"So join us for some Carolina drinkin' until the morning comes!"
Oh until the morning comes
We have raged from coast to coast, and never truly lost our minds
Until we found ourselves south of that Mason-Dixon line
I'm drinkin' margaritas my toes in the sand with some girls that wanna treat me right
From Fort Bragg to Myrtle Beach we're cooking our brains in the sun
Carolina drinkin' every night of the week, 'till the morning comes
Oh until that morning comes
I have raged from coast to coast, and never truly lost my mind
Until I found myself south of that Mason-Dixon line
Drinkin' moonshine from a mason jar, poured from the family still
It's going down like water and now I'm filled up to my gills
I think I'm hearing colors, now I'm seeing sounds
I know that I can't stand right now, 'cause I'd just fall right back down
Oh fall right back down
I have raged from coast to coast, and never truly lost my mind
Until I found myself south of that Mason-Dixon line
Country girls in bikinis, drinkin' PBR on the beach
Their old truck has a rebel flag and cooler on the seat
The ask us what we're doing, "Well we're just out soaking up the sun"
"So join us for some Carolina drinkin' until the morning comes!"
Oh until the morning comes
We have raged from coast to coast, and never truly lost our minds
Until we found ourselves south of that Mason-Dixon line
Writer: Brent Stott
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