PARSONS, Gram

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 gettin' the feel

Of hickory wind

I'd 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 begin

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 begin

Callin' me home

Hickory wind

Keeps callin' me home

Hickory wind