A Carolina

Carolina's skirt
Has a painted lizard
When Carolina dances
The lizard wags its tail

Did you dance, Carolina?
I danced, yes sir!
Tell me with whom you danced
I danced with my love
Did you dance, Carolina?
I danced, yes sir!

Carolina is a fool
Who does everything backwards
She combs her hair with her feet
And dresses with her head

The priest doesn't dance
Because he wears a crown
Dance, Mr. Priest, dance
For God forgives everything

In Carolina's yard
No closed carriage enters
Only Carolina enters
With her pig by the tail

Did you dance, Carolina

With my love Carolina
Don't dance again
Because it lifts your skirt
And it's hard to put it back down