Merle Haggard - The Son Of Hickory Holler's

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

Yeah, the weeds were high, the corn was dry
When daddy took to drinking
Him and Sally Walker, they up and ran away
Then Momma shed a silent tear
And promised fourteen children
"I swear you'll never see a hungry day"

When Momma sacrificed her pride
The neighbours started talking
But we were much too young
To understand the things they said