The Byrds

The Byrds
Hickory Wind

In South Carolina, there're 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 getting the feel of hickory wind

I started out younger, had most everything
All the riches and pleasures, what else can life bring?
But it makes me feel better each time it begins
Calling 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
Calling me home, hickory wind
Keeps calling me home, hickory wind

keeskees

Submitted by keeskees at Sat 04 Sep, 2010 3:47 am

Author: Bob Buchanan, Gram Parsons
Composer: Bob Buchanan, Gram Parsons
Publisher: Sony Music Entertainment
Published in: 2011
Language: English

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