Lyrics:

Parsons-Buchanon

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 at most everything
All the riches and pleasures what else could life bring
But it makes me feel better each time it begins
Calling me home Hickory Wind
Instrumental (Acoustic Guitar and Mandolin)
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
Calling me home Hickory Wind
Keeps calling me home Hickory Wind