spanish moss is still in the heat of a carolina moon dogs barkin' in the night, a lonely lady slowly trails a broom her man is gone, an' the grass, well it ain't been mowed for days when did those years full of song play out wet is the color of her face color of her face in the bittersweet night in the low hill country she remembers that antebellum square dolly gets in bed, pulls the ribbon from her head, and cries to a husband that ain't there and that carolina moon is the only light she has known as the creeping years consumed her dreams and all that she called home (2x) under a carolina moon dolly found her man in a time of trouble and the future looked so bright but the loneliness is the only thing left in her carolina night hattie calls on saturday she mentions church but dolly doesn't say too many calendars have gone their way since this little lady thought to pray somehow tonight she gotta feel the light to know the One who can make things right (2x) and the carolina moon is the only light she has known as the creeping years consume her dreams and all that she called home the carolina moon is the only light she has known as the creeping years consume her dreams there's a Sun who calls her home carolina moon