Sweet caroline

de Elvis Presley

Where it began, I can't begin to know when but I know it's growing strong oh, wasn't the spring, whooo and spring became the summer who''d believe you'd come along. Hands touching, hands reaching out touching me, touchon you. oh, sweet Caroline good time never seemed so good I made him climb to believe it never would. And now, I look at the night, whooo and it don't seem so lonely we fill it up with only two, oh, and when I hurt hurting runs off my shoulder how can I hurt when holding you. Oh, one, touching one, reaching out touching me, touching you oh, sweet Caroline good times never seem so good, oh I made him climb to believe it never would. Ohhh, sweet Caroline, good times never seem so good...