(words & music by Neil Diamond)

Where it began, I can't begin to know where
But then I know it's growing strong
Oh, it was in 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'm very inclined to believe they 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'm very inclined to believe they never would

Ohhh, sweet Caroline, good times never seem so good