Alba s touto skladbou:
Gemstones,
Portraits,
Carolina,
There's a cabin in a valley,
My grandpa built on your land,
Your mountains are a canvas for the makers hand
Tonight I'm fishing Elk River,
If only in my mind,
No I haven't seen her banks in such a long, long time,
I carry you in my heart
Your memory comes over me like the dark and
Like a phone call from my baby,
Saying honey I miss you like crazy
Like a sound of a siren song
Oh Cara-lina keep calling me home
Calling me home
Sometimes I grow werie from going all the time
I'd love to take a minute let you ease my mind
I'd love to see my mama, maybe go for a drive,
But I got to play the star in some little town again tonight
Don't get me wrong, I love what I do,
It's just another song about missing you,
Like a phone call from my baby,
Saying honey I miss you like crazy
Kinda like a siren song
Oh Cara-lina keep calling me home
Calling me home Calling me home
Calling me home
Ohhhhhhhhhh I'm almost home
Like a phone call from my baby,
Saying honey I miss I miss you like crazy
Just like the sound of a siren song
Oh Cara-lina Cara-lina Cara-lina
Keep calling me home, Calling me home
Calling me home, Calling me home
Cara-lina, Keep calling me home
