Corn was dry, the weeds were high, when Daddy took to drinkin’
Then him and Lucy Walker, they took up and run away
Mama cried a tear and then she promised fourteen children
I swear you’ll never see a hungry day
When Mama sacrificed her pride the neighbors started talkin’
But I was much too young to understand a thing they said
The things that mattered most of all was Mama’s chicken dumplings
And a goodnight kiss before we went to bed
Oh, the path was deep and wide, from footsteps leading to our cabin
Above the door there burned a scarlet lamp
And late at night, a hand would knock and there would stand a stranger
Yes, I’m the son of Hickory Holler’s tramp
When daddy left and destitution came upon our family
Not one neighbor volunteered to give a helpin’ hand
So let ’em gossip all they want, she loved us and she raised us
The proof is standin’ here, a full grown man
Last summer Mama passed away and left the ones who loved her
Each and every one was more than grateful for their birth
Each Sunday she receives a fresh bouquet of fourteen roses
And a card that says, “The greatest Mom on earth”
Oh, the path was deep and wide from footsteps leading to our cabin
Above the door there burned a scarlet lamp
And late at night, a hand would knock and there would stand a stranger
Yes, I’m the son of Hickory Holler’s tramp
Oh, the path was deep and wide, from footsteps leading to our cabin
Above the door there burned a scarlet lamp
And late at night a hand would knock and there would stand a stranger
Yes, I’m the son of Hickory Holler’s tramp
Oh, the path was deep and wide from footsteps leading to our cabin
Above the door there burned a scarlet lamp
And late at night a hand would knock and there would stand a stranger
Yes, I’m the son