| 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 |