Luyện nghe bài hát Son Of Hickory Holler's Tramp

Oh the path was deep and from footsteps leading to our cabin
And the door there burned a scarlet lamp
And late at night a hand would knock and there stand a stranger
I'm the son of Holler's tramp

Oh the corn was dry the weeds high when papa took the drinking
He and Walker they took up and ran away
Mama cried a and then she promised fourteen children
I swear you'll never see a day
When mama sacrificed her pride the neighbors talkin'
But I was much too to understand the things they said
The thing that mattered most of all was mama's dumplings
And the kiss before we went to bed
Oh the was deep and wide...
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When papa left destitution came upon our family
Not one neighbor to lend a helping hand
So let them gossip all want she loved us and she raised us
The is standing here the full grown man
Last summer mama away and left the ones who loved her
and every one is more than grateful for their birth
Each Sunday she receives the fresh of fourteen roses
And the card reads the greatest mom on earth
Oh the path was and wide...
Yes I'm the son of Holler's tramp