Luyện nghe bài hát Son Of Hickory Holler's Tramp

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

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