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

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 talkin'

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

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 neighbor volunteered to give a helping hand

So let them gossip all they want, she loved us and she raised us

The truth is standing here, the 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 the fresh bouquet of fourteen roses

And 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

Yeah, I'm the son of Hickory Holler's tramp