south
There
are many tall pines
But I remember the oak tree
That we used to climb
But now that I'm lonesome
I'll
always pretend
But I'm good in the field
Of hickory winds
I started out younger
I've 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 A hickory wind
It's a hard way to find out
That trouble is real
In a faraway city
With a faraway feel
It makes me feel better
Each time it begins
Calling me home A hickory wind
It's calling me home A hickory wind
