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