Christian Kane

It gets wetter and when spring rolls along
It's hotter than hell than when we met last fall
It gets better and better every time we touch
Asticky situation we're in
We're trapped in the car and it's raining again
And girl every time it stops
Lord, I miss it so much
And I wanna take the top off
And throw it in the barn, man
And just put it in drive
Run into that
Sweet Carolina Rain
(Sweet Carolina Rain)
In that Sweet Carolina Rain
(Sweet Carolina Rain)
We would drive on out to the river again
Just-a prayin' to god my ship comes in
I'm just a modern day Tom but an old Huck Finn
Get my guit-picker outta the trunk
And get pickin' boy just to bring me some luck
And I'm gonna sweep her off her feet like the southern wind
It's really comin' down now
Yeah, well
It's really comin' down now
In that Sweet Carolina Rain
(Sweet Carolina Rain)