Standard (EADGBE)

 (Key of )

Everytime I think I smell that sweet southern rain

 It takes me to a station on the long black train

I want to hear the wind blow, feel the earth move below me

In spite of all the good times, gotta rest my soul

Chorus

 I'm gone, yes, I'm gone

Gone To Carolina, where I know that I belong

 Yes, I'm gone, yes, I'm gone

Gone To Carolina, where I know I have a home

(For this part,use the same notes as the first part)

Every time I think I see your face in a crowd

It's like a bell inside of me and it's ringin' out loud

I been so high for so long, there's nothing tried nor true

I'm thinking about coming down to lay a little on you