Crediti
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gram Parsons
Lead Vocals
Herb Pederson
Acoustic Guitar
Ed Tickner
Background Vocals
Kim Fowley
Background Vocals
Phil Kaufman
Background Vocals
James Burton
Electric Guitar
Byron Berline
Fiddle
Al Perkins
Pedal Steel Guitar
Glen D. Hardin
Piano
Emmylou Harris
Vocals
Emory Gordy Jr.
Bass
Ron Tutt
Drums
Steve Snyder
Vibraphone
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gram Parsons
Songwriter
Charlie Louvin
Songwriter
Ira Louvin
Songwriter
B. Buchanan
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Gram Parsons
Producer
Hugh Davies
Engineer
Testi
[Verse 1]
Alright
Oh, yeah
Thank you
[Verse 2]
Got in a little trouble
Down the county seat
Lord, they put me in the jail house
For loafin' on the street
When the judge said the verdict
I was a guilty man
Said "45 dollars or 40 days in the can"
[Verse 3]
Said, "That'll be cash on the barrelhead, son
You can take a choice if you're 21
No money down, no credit plan
No time to chase you
'Cause I'm a busy man"
[Verse 4]
(Yeah, James Burton and his hot playin' the guitar)
[Verse 5]
40 days in the jailhouse
4 days on the road
I was feelin' mighty hungry
I feel the heavy load
Saw a greyhound coming
Stuck out my thumb
Before I got to my seat
The driver caught my arm
[Verse 6]
Said, "That'll be cash on the barrelhead, son
This old gray dog gets paid to run
When the engine starts and the wheels will roll
Give me cash on the barrelhead
I'll take you down the road
[Verse 7]
Said, "That'll be cash on the barrelhead, son
You can take a choice if you're 21
No money down, no credit plan
No time to chase you
'Cause I'm a busy man
No time to chase you
'Cause I'm a busy man"
[Verse 8]
Thank you
Thank you very much
Thank you
Thank you
Here's an old song from a long time back
[Verse 9]
In South Carolina there are many tall pines
I remember the oak trees that we used to climb
But now when I'm lonesome, I always pretend
That I'm getting the feel of hickory wind
[Verse 10]
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
Callin' me home, hickory wind
[Verse 11]
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
Written by: Bob Buchanon, Charlie Louvin, Gram Parsons, Ira Louvin

