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The Son Of Hickory Holler's Tramp (24-Bit Digitally Remastered) - Merle Haggard
Oh, the path was deep and wide
From footsteps leading to our cabin
Above the door there burned a scarlet lamp
And late at night a hand would knock
And there would stand a stranger
Yes, I'm the son of Hickory Holler's tramp.
Yeah, the corn was dry, the weeds were high
When daddy took to drinking
Him and Lucy Walker, they took up and ran away
Momma cry the tear
And she promised fourteen children
I swear you'll never see a hungry day.
When Momma sacrificed her pride
The neighbours started talking
But I was much too young
To understand the things they said
The tings make matter cared about
Was Momma's chicken dumplings
And a goodnight kiss
Before we went to bed.
Oh, the path was deep and wide
From footsteps leading to our cabin
Above the door there burned a scarlet lamp
And late at night a hand would knock
And there would stand a stranger
Yes, I'm the son of Hickory Holler's tramp.
When Daddy left and destitution
Came upon our family
Not one neighbour volunteered
To give a helping hand
So let 'em gossip all they want
She loved us, and she raised us
The proof is standing here
A full grown man.
Last summer Momma passed away
And left the ones who loved her
Each and every one is
More than grateful for their birth
And each Sunday she receives
A bouquet of fourteen roses
With a card that reads
The Greatest Mom on Earth.
Oh, the path was deep and wide
From footsteps leading to our cabin
Above the door there burned a scarlet lamp
And late at night a hand would knock
And there would stand a stranger
Yes, I'm the son of Hickory Holler's tramp
Yes, I'm the son of Hickory Holler's tramp