Carolina Pines Kate Wolf [G]Ju[G]st[G] a[C]n [C]old house with the roof falling in [G]St[G]an[D]di[D]ng at the edge of a field [G]Wa[G7]tch[C]in[Cm]g the crops grow as it's always done before [G]No[C]bo[Em]dy [D]lives here anymore [C]Th[D]e [G]su[Em]n's going down in the Carolina pines [C]I'[D]m [G]a [Em]long way from home and I miss that love of mine [C]Br[D]ok[G]en[Em] wi[C]nd[D]ow[G]s,[G] empty doors. nobody lives here anymore [G]Ol[G]d [C]me[C]mories come whistling like the wind [G]Th[G]r (guitaretab.com)