Текст песни Hickory Wind - Emmylou Harris

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
Calling 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 getting the feel of 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 it begins
Calling me home, Hickory wind
Keeps calling me home, Hickory wind