South carolina where the cypress grow

White pine and hemlock all seem to know

The tidal sweep through your southern marsh

The squall last night was a little harsh

Your little island lees give us shelter from the seas

Oh no, what was that, a no-ce-um attack

The sun is sinking awfully fast

Can we make it last

We can't move on by looking back

Can we make it last.

South carolina really makes a man

If the south can't do it then no one can

The morning breeze is my favorite part

Carry south carolina deep in my heart

We'll make a family in the quiet country

You and me, in simplicity.