Karaoké The Son of Hickory Holler's Tramp O. C. Smith

Oh the path was deep and wide from footsteps leadin' 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 weeds were high

The corn was dry when daddy took to drinkin'

Him and Sally Walker they up and ran away

Then Mama shed a silent tear and promised fourteen children

I swear you'll never see a hungry day

When Mama sacrificed her pride the neighbors started talkin'

But we were much too young to understand the things they said

All we really cared about was Mama's chicken dumplings and a goodnight kiss before we went to bed

Oh you know the path was deep and wide from footsteps leadin' 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 neighbor volunteered to lend a helpin' hand

So just let 'em gossip all they want

She loved us and she raised us

The proof is standin' here

A full grown man

Last summer

Mama 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 big bouquet of fourteen roses

With a card that reads

The Greatest Mom on Earth

Oh

You know the path was deep and wide from footsteps leadin' 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

Yeah

The path was deep and wide from footsteps leadin' 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 yeah

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