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Where it began
I can't begin to knowing
But then I know it's growing strong
'T was in the spring
And spring became summer
Who'da 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
Ohhh, no,no,no