Charlotte

	From Blair in Athol to Carolina's green and gold this way has found us
	For times to come and for time that's growing old the days roll around us

	And we'll drink to the wild ones to the laughter of the child ones
	To the ones who have broken away
	And we'll drink for their pleasure another Long Island measure
	And fall into another new day

	We wait for no-one we are howling at the moon and fate's destination
	With heads on fire we will turn another tune until dawn's restoration

	We may be lost we maybe can't stand still long enough to believe it
	But we share the cost and we'll wander on until it’s our time to leave it

	From Blair in Athol to Carolina' s green and gold this way has found us
	For times to come and for time that' s growing old the days roll around us

	And we' ll drink to the wild ones to the laughter of the child ones
	To the ones who have broken away
	And we' ll drink for their pleasure another Long Island measure
	And fall into another new day

	We wait for noone we are howling at the moon and fate' s destination
	With heads on fire we will turn another tune until dawn' s restoration

	We may be lost we maybe can' t stand still long enough to believe it
	But we share the cost and we' ll wander on until it' s our time to leave it