Lyrics:

Sleep came, tossed and turning
And I woke up, phone in hand
Carolay, her lovin' should've been burnin' for another man
Well, I'm going to call up China
And see if she is there
Well, if she's not down in China
Carolay, must be layin' up in East Monroe somewhere
Fare thee, honey,
There is not enough of time
For a right, shy woman to belong
Fare thee, honey,
There's no slow and easy ride
For a right, shy woman gone wrong
There's a letter came last Tuesday
Arrived here nation side
It's lying in the hallway
But you ain't coming back
Carolay, hey, I'll see you in the Cypress Grove someday
Carolay, hey, I'll see you in the Cypress Grove someday
Carolay, hey, I'll see you in the Cypress Grove someday
Carolay, hey, I'll see you in the Cypress Grove someday