The Johnny Russell version was recorded for the RCA label, reached number 32 on the charts of US Hot Country Songs, and remained a total of 10 weeks in the charts.
“The Son of Hickory Holler’s Tramp”, a song written by Dallas Frazier, was first recorded by Johnny Darrell on September 7, 1967, and was released in December 1967.
The Johnny Russell version was recorded for the RCA label, on October 28, 1976, with the production of Jerry Bradley, the single was released in December 1976, on February 12, 1977, reached number 32 on the charts of US Hot Country Songs, and remained a total of 10 weeks in the charts. The song was only released as a single, it was the A side of the single, it was accompanied on the B side by, I Wonder How She’s Doing Now.
Some versions:
Johnny Darrell 1967 (United Artists)
Merle Haggard & The Strangers 1968 (Capitol)
Del Reeves 1968 (United Artists)
Nat Stuckey 1969 (RCA)
Bobby Bare 1969 (RCA)
Dallas Frazier 1970 (RCA)
David Wills 1975 (Epic)
Kenny Rogers 1976 (United Artists)
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The Son Of Hickory Holler’s Tramp Lyrics
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 neighbors started talking
But we were much too young
To understand the things they said
All we really cared about
Was Momma’s chicken dumplings
And a goodnight kiss
Before we went to bed
Oh, you know, 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 lend a helping hand
So just let ’em gossip all they want
She loved us, and she raised us
The proof is standing here
A full grown man
Last summer Momma passed away
And left the ones who loved her
Each and every one is
More than grateful for their birth
And each Sunday she receives
A big bouquet of fourteen roses
With a card that reads
‘The Greatest Mom on Earth’
Oh, you know, 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
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