Hickory Wind (Live At The Woodstock Music & Art Fair / 1969)

In South Carolina, there's many tall pines

I remember the oak trees we used to climb

Now, when I'm lonesome, I always pretend

I'm getting the feel of hickory wind

I started out younger at most everything

All the riches and pleasures, what else could life bring?

But it makes me feel better each time it begins

It's calling me home, hickory wind

It's a hard way to find out trouble is real

In a faraway city with the faraway feel

But it makes me feel better each time it begins

It's calling me home, hickory wind

Keeps calling me home, hickory wind