
The Son of Hickory Holler’s Tramp Merle Haggard
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[Chorus]
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
[Verse 1]
The corn was dry and the weeds were high when Daddy took to drinking
Him and Lucy Walker, they took up and ran away
Mama cried a tear and then she promised fourteen children
"I swear you'll never see a hungry day."
When Mama sacrificed her pride, the neighbors started talking
But I was much too young to understand the things they said
The thing that mattered most of all was Mama's chicken dumplings
And a goodnight kiss before we went to bed
[Chorus]
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
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
[Verse 1]
The corn was dry and the weeds were high when Daddy took to drinking
Him and Lucy Walker, they took up and ran away
Mama cried a tear and then she promised fourteen children
"I swear you'll never see a hungry day."
When Mama sacrificed her pride, the neighbors started talking
But I was much too young to understand the things they said
The thing that mattered most of all was Mama's chicken dumplings
And a goodnight kiss before we went to bed
[Chorus]
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
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