Lyrics:

Where it began, I can't begin to knowin'
But then I know it's growin' strong

Was in the spring
And spring became the summer
Who'd've 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
Oh, I've been inclined
To believe it never would
Oh, no, no