My very first time across the Mason-Dixon line Through the hills of Pennslyvania To Chicango and Centraltown Driving down these roads Cause we got nowhere left to go Hangin round these bars and motels Waiting for them to close so we can head home So clap your hands, stomp your feet Drive until you can't hardly see And maybe tomorrow we'll wake up In the arms of the ones that we love Clap your hands, stop your feet You only get one chance to be 19 And maybe tomorrow we'll find the time But tonight it's Carolina that's on my mind Spent two nights in Chicago Then we packed up and headed east I spent way too long in Ohio Left out in the middle of the night for Tennessee Leavin out early this morning Destination: Abbeville I'm praying that we make it by sundown Cause if we don't I guess I never well So clap your hands, stomp your feet Drive until you can't hardly see And maybe tomorrow we'll wake up In the arms of the ones that we love Clap your hands, stop your feet You only get one chance to be 19 And maybe tomorrow we'll find the time But tonight it's Carolina that's on my mind Clap your hands, stop your feet Drive until you can't hardly see And maybe tomorrow we'll wake up In the arms of the ones that we love Clap your hands, stop your feet You only get one chance to be 19 And maybe tomorrow we'll find the time But tonight it's Carolina that's on my mind, yeah It's Carolina that's on my mind My very first time, across the Mason-Dixon line Through the hills of Pennslyvania But tonight, my minds on Carolina