(Dallas Frazier)      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.      Well, the corn was dry the weeds were high when daddy took to drinking   Then him and Lucy Walker they took up and they ran 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 the things they said   Well, the things that mattered most of all was mama's chicken dumplings   And the 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.      --- Instrumental ---      When daddy left then destitution came upon our family   Not one neighbor volunteered to lend us a helping hand   So just let them gossip all they want she loved us and she raised us   The proof is standing here in this full grown man.      Last summer mama passed away and left the ones who loved her   Each and every one is more than grateful for their birth   Each Sunday she receives a big bouquet of fourteen roses   And the card that reads the greatest mom on earth.      Well, I said that 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.      Yes, I'm the son of Hickory Holler's tramp...