Hickory Wind — текст песни (The Byrds)

Written by Parsons/Buchanan

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 headin` the field 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 you 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 you begin
Callin` me home, hickory wind
Keeps callin` me home, hickory wind