As I remember it from a Temperance Seven single (ca 1961?) it had an introductory verse:

Carolina, Carolina,
At last you're on the map.
With a new tune, funny blue tune,
With a peculiar snap.
You may not be able to buck a wing.
Foxtrot, two-step or even swing.
You don't bop[?] religion in your feet
But you can do this dance, and do it neat:

Charleston, Charleston, made in Carolina
Some dance, some prance, I'll say there's nothing finer
Than the Charleston, Charleston, Lord how you can shuffle
Ev'ry step you do leads to something new,
Man I'm telling you, it's a laugh to do.
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,
The dance called the Charleston,
Made in South Caroline.