Luyện nghe bài hát Son Of Hickory Holler's Tramp

Oh the path was deep and wide from footsteps to our cabin
And above the door there burned a lamp
And late at night a hand would knock and there would 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 Walker they took up and ran away
Mama cried a tear and she promised fourteen children
I you'll never see a hungry day
When mama sacrificed her the neighbors started talkin'
But I was much too young to the things they said
The thing that mattered most of all was chicken dumplings
And the goodnight kiss we went to bed
Oh the path was and wide...
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When left then destitution came upon our family
Not one neighbor volunteered to lend a hand
So let them gossip all want she loved us and she raised us
The proof is standing here the full man
Last summer passed away and left the ones who loved her
Each and every one is than grateful for their birth
Each Sunday she the fresh bouquet of fourteen roses
And the card that reads the mom on earth
Oh the path was and wide...
Yes I'm the son of Hickory Holler's