Verse: Carolina, Carolina, at last they've got you on the map,
With a new tune, funny blue tune, with a peculiar snap!
You may not be able to buck or wing,
Foxtrot, two-step, or even sing;
If you've not got religion in your feet,
You can do this prance and do it neat.

Chorus: Charleston! Charleston! Made in Carolina!
Some dance, some prance, I'll say there's nothing finer than the
Charleston, Charleston, gee how you can shuffle;
Every step you do, leads to something new.
Man I'm telling you, it's a lapazoo!

Buck dance, wing dance will be a back number;
But the Charleston, the new Charleston, that dance is surely a comer.
Sometime, you'll dance it one time,
That dance called Charleston,
Made in South Caroline!