Luyện nghe bài hát Son of Hickory Holler's Tramp

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

The corn was dry and the weeds were when Daddy took to drinking
Him and Lucy Walker, they took up and ran
Mama cried a tear and then she fourteen children
I swear never see a hungry day

Mama sacrificed her pride, the neighbors started talkin'
But I was much too young to the things they said
The thing mattered most of all was Mama's chicken dumplings
And a goodnight before we went to bed

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

When Daddy left then destitution upon our family
Not one volunteered to give a helping hand
So let them gossip all they want, she us and she raised us
The is standing here, the full grown man

Last summer Mama passed away and left the ones who her
Each and every one is more grateful for their birth
Each she receives the fresh bouquet of fourteen roses
And a card reads, 'The greatest Mom on earth'

Oh, the was deep and wide from footsteps leading to our cabin
Above the door there burned a scarlet
And late at a hand would knock and there would stand a stranger
Yes, I'm the son of Hickory tramp

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