Stories never end

‘til you come to conclusions,

o Carolina Rua,

has a hand in my confusion.

Waits for me to choose

which quarter to bend in

to Susie-make-me-blue

or the redhead l’m attending.

Now Carolina Rua

has my heart and all I want to do’s

go down the windy road where

my Carolina goes.

Down the crooked road

where Carolina goes to school,

o Carolina Rua, do you love me?

Tell me true, tell me...

Standing on three queens,

thought the game was over,

then from the blue,

Carolina’s at my shoulder.

Oh laughter in her eyes,

and a smile that touches ali the guys,

on down the windy road where

my Carolina goes.

Down the crooked road

where Carolina goes to school,

o Carolina Rua, do you love me?

Tell me true, tell me...