Elvis Presley

Sweet Caroline

(words & music by Neil Diamond)

Where it began, I can't begin to know when
But then 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, touching you

Oh, sweet Caroline
Good times never seem so good
Oh, I made him climb
To believe it never would

And now I
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, warm, 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