[CAROLINA, spoken]
Only...
(sung)
If a little acorn makes a big tree
I think I got a new star risin' in me
My cup's full of lovin'
My soul's full of pride
There's a new moon—April, May, June
And it's growin'
A new star's risin' inside

The vine's full of grapes
The field's full of corn
There's a new moon—April, May, and June
And it's showin'...
A new star's sure to be born

I gotta tell him his star's gonna rise
Ninety-nine foot high
With his feet in the valley
And his head in the sky