In south carolina There are many tall pines I remember the oak tree That we used to climb But it makes me feel better Each time it begins Callin' me home Hickory wind I started out younger At most everything All the riches and pleasures What else could life bring But now when I'm lonesome I always pretend That I'm gettin' the feel of Hickory wind 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 Callin' me home Hickory wind Keeps callin' me home Hickory wind
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