Hickory Wind

(Gram Parsons/Bob Buchanon [Bucannan])

In South Carolina 
There's many tall pines 
I remember the oak tree 
That we used to climb 

But now when I'm lonesome
I always pretend 
I'm gettin' the feel
of hickory wind

I started out younger
in most everything 
All the riches and pleasures,
what else can 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 faraway city
with a faraway feel 
But it makes me feel better
each time it begins
It's callin' me home,
hickory wind
Callin' me home,
hickory wind


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from other versions

But now when I'm lonesome I always pretend 
That I'm headin' the field of hickory wind
Keeps callin' me home, hickory wind