Luyện nghe bài hát Son Of Hickory Holler's Tramp

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

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