Hickory Wind

In South Carolina

There are many tall pines

I remember the oak tree

That we used to climbBut now when I'm lonesome

I always pretend

That I'm gettin' the feel

Of Hickory windBut I started out younger

At most everything

Without the riches and pleasures

What else could life bringBut it makes me feel better

Every time it begins

Calling me home

Hickory windWell, it's a hard place to find out

That trouble is real

In a far away city

With a far away feelBut I get feeling better

Every time it begins

Calling me home

Hickory windIt keeps calling me home

Hickory wind