The Bishop and the Butterfly: Murder, Politics, and the End of the Jazz Age
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Sweet Baby James & Mark Sanford

I am out of my mind in Carolina

Cant you find any sign of me

Cant you just find my SUV

Aint it just like a friend of mine

To stop coverin' my behind

Crazy lost in Carolina outta my mind

 

Aint gonna take no stimulus

Yet solid citizens are now screamin

When is their ship a gonna come in

Silver tears appear, now I'm cryin

Yes, crazy lost in Carolina outta my mind


Yes I used to be the Govna' of Carolina

There aint no doubt in no one's mind

No whispers for me, warm and kind

And I left no note, no proof of dyin

Crazy lost in Carolina, outta my mind

 

I am out of my mind in South Carolina

Cant you find any sign of me

Cant you just find my SUV

Aint it just like a friend of mine

To stop coverin' my behind

Yes crazy lost in Carolina outta my mind


Dark and silent last night


I think I might have heard the highway calling


Geese in flight and dogs that bite


Signs that might be omens say I going, going


Crazy lost in Carolina outta my mind

 

Supposed to run for president

With a whole host of others standing round me

Still I'm on the dark side of the moon

And it seems like it goes on like this forever

You must forgive me

Crazy lost in Carolina outta my mind

 

I am out of my mind in Carolina

Cant you find any sign of me

Cant you just find my SUV

Aint it just like a friend of mine

To stop coverin' my behind

Crazy lost in Carolina outta my mind*



Real sorry about this James Taylor, I could not help it.

 

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