HICKORY WIND
(Gram Parsons / Bob Buchanon)
In South Carolina
There are many tall pines
I remember the oak tree
That we used to climb
But now when I'm lonesome
I always pretend
That I'm gettin' the feel of hickory wind
I started out younger
At most everything
All the riches and pleasures
what else could life bring?
But it makes me feel better
Each time it begins
Callin' me home, hickory wind
It's a hard way to find out
That trouble is real
In a far away city, with a far away feel
But it makes me feel better
Each time it begins
Callin' me home, hickory wind
Keeps callin me home, hickory wind
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