Lyrics:

Where it began, I can't begin to know when
But then I know when it's growing strong
Oh, wasn't the spring, whoo
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
I've been inclined to believe it never would
Oh, sweet Caroline
Good times never seem so good
I've been inclined to believe it never would ooh oh no no