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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