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Where it began, I can't begin to knowing |
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But then I know it's growing strong, yes, it is |
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Was in the spring and spring became a summer |
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Who'd have believed you'd come along |
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And, oh, hands, I like this, touching hands, oh |
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Reaching out, oh, touching me, touching you |
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And all I can say about it is sweet Caroline |
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The good times never seemed so good |
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I'm a true believer |
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That I'd be inclined to believe |
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That they never, never, never would |
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They never would, they never would |
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Look at the night and it don't seem so lonely |
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We filled it up with only two, that's me and you, baby |
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And when I hurt, hurting runs off my shoulder |
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How can I hurt when I'm holding you |
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Back to my part again |
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Oh oh, one, touching one, reaching out, ooh |
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Touching you, oh, touching me |
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Snd I got to say it one more time, sweet Caroline |
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The good times, the good times, they never felt so good |
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Oh, oh, oh, sweet Caroline, the good times |
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They never, never seemed so good |
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So good, so good, so good to me |
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I've got to tell somebody |
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I'm gonna tell somebody |
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I'm gonna say it, can I say it? |
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Can I say it, say it, say it? |
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Sweet Caroline, the good times |
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They never, never felt so good |
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Whoa, oh, oh, sweet Caroline |
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The good times, they never, never felt so good |
