Through the sunshine and the rain Through the good times and the pain And havin' the courage to change For never stayin' the same Thank you, thank you For lettin' me speak my mind And puttin' it all on the line North Carolina

That tobacco town where I grew up The tailgate down on a jacked up truck A ring we earned 'cause we owned that state A tombstone with my daddy's name Has got my compass losing North And I need someone to remind me who I am Carolina can Now the six string

I've cried the tears So bring me home My tears flow like a child's in need of love The ground is full of broken stones The last leaf has fallen I have nowhere to turn now Nor east nor west North or south And all that's ahead of me

The nature of your beauty puts my mind at ease I wanna slow it down where the water’s deep Get that Northern healing washing over me Made me better man And it’s plain to see And I’m humbled in the presence of your majesty

Heading north to San Francisco Wild horses in my head See you looking out the window She'll bring roses when I'm dead Do I love her for the beauty? Do I love her, she makes me smile? Do I love her cuz it's my duty? But we'll never feel alone

Oh things ain't what they used to be, no no Whoa, ah, mercy mercy me Where did all the blue skies go? Poison is the wind that blows from the north and south and east Whoa mercy, mercy me, Oil wasted on the oceans and upon our seas, fish full of mercury

Smooth operator, smooth operator No need to ask, he's a smooth operator Smooth operator Coast to coast, LA to Chicago, western male Across the north and south, to Key Largo, love for sale Diamond life, lover boy He move in space with minimum waste and

Nothing can stop you now Like a ghost rider Haunting that wilderness road There's a shadow on the road behind There's a shadow on the road ahead Pack up all those phantoms Shoulder that invisible load Keep on riding north and west Carry all those phantoms

Far below the northern lights To satisfy my soul Movin' on a steady roll You know my baby is sweet as honey Sweet from the honey bee Ain't no use to mourn I'd love that San Antonio woman Oh, I wish I was in Texas I wish I was in Texas

Smooth operator, smooth operator No need to ask, he's a smooth operator Smooth operator Coast to coast, LA to Chicago, western male Across the north and south, to Key Largo, love for sale Diamond life, lover boy He move in space with minimum waste and