(Dallas Frazier)      The corn was dry and the weeds were high when daddy took to drinking   Then him and Lucy Walker they took up and ran away   Mama cried a tear and then she promised fourteen children   I swear you'll never see a hungry day.      Oh, the path was deep and wide from footsteps leading to our cabin   Above the door there burned the 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 mama sacrificed her pride the neighbors started talkin'   But I was much too young to understand the things they said   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 the 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 then destitution came upon our family   Not one neighbor volunteered to give a helping hand   So let 'em gossip all they want, she loved us and she raised us   The proof is standing here a full grown man.      Last summer mama passed away and left the ones who loved her   Each and every one of us were more than grateful for our birth   Now every Sunday she receives a fresh bouquet of fourteen roses   With a card that says to the greatest mom on earth.      Oh the path was deep and wide from footsteps leading to our cabin   Above the door there burned the 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...