Lyric 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 it makes me feel better
Each time it begins
Callin me home
Hickory Wind

I started out younger
At most everything
All the riches and pleasures
What else could life bring
But now when I m lonesome
I always pretend
That I m gettin the feel of
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