My very first time   across the Mason-Dixon line   Through the hills of Pennslyvania   To Chicango and Centraltown   Driving down these roads   Cause we got nowhere left to go   Hangin round these bars and motels   Waiting for them to close so we can head home      So clap your hands, stomp your feet   Drive until you can't hardly see   And maybe tomorrow we'll wake up   In the arms of the ones that we love   Clap your hands, stop your feet   You only get one chance to be 19   And maybe tomorrow we'll find the time   But tonight it's Carolina that's on my mind      Spent two nights in Chicago   Then we packed up and headed east   I spent way too long in Ohio   Left out in the middle of the night for Tennessee   Leavin out early this morning   Destination: Abbeville   I'm praying that we make it by sundown   Cause if we don't I guess I never well      So clap your hands, stomp your feet   Drive until you can't hardly see   And maybe tomorrow we'll wake up   In the arms of the ones that we love   Clap your hands, stop your feet   You only get one chance to be 19   And maybe tomorrow we'll find the time   But tonight it's Carolina that's on my mind      Clap your hands, stop your feet   Drive until you can't hardly see   And maybe tomorrow we'll wake up   In the arms of the ones that we love   Clap your hands, stop your feet   You only get one chance to be 19   And maybe tomorrow we'll find the time   But tonight it's Carolina that's on my mind, yeah   It's Carolina that's on my mind      My very first time, across the Mason-Dixon line   Through the hills of Pennslyvania   But tonight, my minds on Carolina