Son Of Hickory Holler's Tramp - Dallas Frazier
Son of Hickory Holler's Tramp O.C. Smith 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 Well the weeds were high, the corn was dry when daddy took to drinking Him and Sally Walker they up and they ran away Then Mama shed a silent tear and then she promised fourteen children I swear you'll never see a hungry day When mama sacrificed her pride the neighbours started talking But we was much too young to understand the things they said All we really cared about was mama's chicken dumplings And the 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 then destitution came upon our family Not one neighbour volunteered to lend us a helping hand So just let them gossip all they want she loved us and she raised us The proof is standing 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 Each Sunday she receives a big bouquet of fourteen roses And the card that reads the greatest mom on earth Well 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
Artist: Dallas Frazier