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
Callinâ me home
Hickory wind
I started out younger
At most everything
All the riches and pleasures
What else could life bring
But now when Iâm lonesome
I always pretend
That Iâm gettinâ the feel of
Hickory wind
Itâs 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
Callinâ me home
Hickory wind
Keeps callinâ me home
Hickory wind [ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/j/joan_baez/hickory_wind.html ]