Song | Sweet Caroline |
Artist | Elvis Presley |
Album | Sold Out! |
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Lyrics:Neil Diamond Music:Neil Diamond | |
Where it began, I can't begin to know when | |
But then I know it's growing strong | |
Oh, wasn't the spring, whooo | |
And spring became the summer | |
Who'd believe you'd come along | |
Hands, touching hands, reaching out | |
Touching me, touching you | |
Oh, sweet Caroline | |
Good times never seem so good | |
I've been inclined to believe it never would | |
And now I, I look at the night, whooo | |
And it don't seem so lonely | |
We fill it up with only two, oh | |
And when I hurt | |
Hurting runs off my shoulder | |
How can I hurt when holding you | |
Oh, one, touching one, reaching out | |
Touching me, touching you | |
Oh, sweet Caroline | |
Good times never seem so good | |
Oh I've been inclined to believe it never would | |
Ohhh, sweet Caroline, good times never seem so good |
Lyrics: Neil Diamond Music: Neil Diamond | |
Where it began, I can' t begin to know when | |
But then I know it' s growing strong | |
Oh, wasn' t the spring, whooo | |
And spring became the summer | |
Who' d believe you' d come along | |
Hands, touching hands, reaching out | |
Touching me, touching you | |
Oh, sweet Caroline | |
Good times never seem so good | |
I' ve been inclined to believe it never would | |
And now I, I look at the night, whooo | |
And it don' t seem so lonely | |
We fill it up with only two, oh | |
And when I hurt | |
Hurting runs off my shoulder | |
How can I hurt when holding you | |
Oh, one, touching one, reaching out | |
Touching me, touching you | |
Oh, sweet Caroline | |
Good times never seem so good | |
Oh I' ve been inclined to believe it never would | |
Ohhh, sweet Caroline, good times never seem so good |
Lyrics: Neil Diamond Music: Neil Diamond | |
Where it began, I can' t begin to know when | |
But then I know it' s growing strong | |
Oh, wasn' t the spring, whooo | |
And spring became the summer | |
Who' d believe you' d come along | |
Hands, touching hands, reaching out | |
Touching me, touching you | |
Oh, sweet Caroline | |
Good times never seem so good | |
I' ve been inclined to believe it never would | |
And now I, I look at the night, whooo | |
And it don' t seem so lonely | |
We fill it up with only two, oh | |
And when I hurt | |
Hurting runs off my shoulder | |
How can I hurt when holding you | |
Oh, one, touching one, reaching out | |
Touching me, touching you | |
Oh, sweet Caroline | |
Good times never seem so good | |
Oh I' ve been inclined to believe it never would | |
Ohhh, sweet Caroline, good times never seem so good |