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
I've been inclined 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, one, touching one, reaching out

Touching me, touching you
Oh, sweet Caroline
Good times never seem so good

Oh I've been inclined to believe it never would

Ohhh, sweet Caroline, good times never seem so good