Text: Glee. Sweet Caroline.

Where it began
I can't begin to know when
But than I know it's growing strong

Was in the spring
And spring became the summer
Who'd believe you'd come along?

Hands, touching hands
Reachin' out
Touching me
Touching you

Ooooh
Sweet Caroline
Good times never seemed so good
I've been inclined
To believe it never would

Ooooh
Sweet Caroline
Good times never seem so good
Ooooh

I've been inclined
To believe it never would
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