Paroles: John Zambricki. Zambricki. Charleston.

Waking up in the hot sun
In Charleston
Counting waves off Folly Island
To Kill the time
Before the tides in
Kicking back at Harley's Bar
Find a lady
While the ghosts out on the market
cry and shake the Chains of Slavery

when there's nothing left too see
leave it in your memories
She stayed the same I changed
I won't go back to Charleston

Breaking into a church off 8th
Is not evil
Blowing lines straight off the bible Making love inside a steeple
Stumbling home at the stroke of dawn Half Crazy
It's always quiet in the Morning Unless the Harbor holds a storm in

when there's nothing left too see
leave it in your memories
She stayed the same I changed
I won't go back to Charleston

(Thanks to kayla for these lyrics)