Hickory Wind的吉他谱
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Hickory Wind的歌词
(Gram Parsons - Bob Buchanon)
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 callin' 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 gettin' the feel of Hickory wind.
It's 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 callin' me home, Hickory wind.
Keeps callin' me home, Hickory wind...
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 callin' 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 gettin' the feel of Hickory wind.
It's 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 callin' me home, Hickory wind.
Keeps callin' me home, Hickory wind...