I'm a match I'm potential unfulfilled I just need a scratch To set fire to my world And I was attached To all these things that dragged me down And I never tried But then I opened up my eyes And I saw blue skies, blue skies I saw you and I again And I saw green grass Cool beneath my feet It won't last, but for the moment it was sweet If days are strange and we are poor (I will be there) Hands are swollen, backs are sore And if there's pestilence and pain (I will be there) Oh, Carolina You took your fathers sins You stacked them neatly next to mine Like some lonely cord of wood To warm the house we left behind Hands unsteady, skin was pale From the canyons, to the trail We both more than likely knew We would fail And I saw blue skies, blue skies I saw you and I again And I saw green grass Cool beneath my feet It won't last, but for the moment it was sweet If days are strange and we are poor (I will be there) Hands are swollen, backs are sore And if there's pestilence and pain (I will be there) Oh, Carolina If God blows dust across these plains (I will be there) We've waited forty days for rain And if it's something even worse (I will be there) Oh, Carolina