Kenny Rogers - Son Of Hickory Hollers Tramp Lyrics
The corn was dry, the weeds were high when Daddy took to drinkin'Then him and Lucy Walker, they took up and run awayMama cried a tear and then she promised fourteen childrenI swear you'll never see a hungry day.When mama sacrificed her pride the neighbours started talkin'But I was much too young to understand a thing they saidThe things that mattered most of all was Mama's chicken dumplin'sAnd a goodnight kiss before we went to bed.Oh, the path was deep and wide from footsteps leading to our cabinAbove the door there burned a scarlet lampAnd late at night a hand would knock and there would stand a strangerYes, I'm the son of Hickory Holler's tramp.When daddy left and destitution came upon our familyNot one neighbour volunteered to give a helpin' handSo let 'em gossip all they want, she loved us and she raised usThe proof is standin' here, a full grown man.Last summer Mama passed away and left the ones who loved herEach and every one was more than grateful for their birthEach Sunday she receives a fresh bouquet of fourteen rosesAnd a card that says The greatest Mom on earth.Oh, the path was deep and wide from footsteps leading to our cabinAbove the door there burned a scarlet lampAnd late at night a hand would knock and there would stand a strangerYes, I'm the son of Hickory Holler's tramp.Oh, the path was deep and wide from footsteps leading to our cabinAbove the door there burned a scarlet lampAnd late at night a hand would knock and there would stand a strangerYes, I'm the son of Hickory Holler's tramp.Oh, the path was deep and wide from footsteps leading to our cabinAbove the door there burned a scarlet...
