Goodnight Dallas - Lyrics - Carlene Carter

Title: Goodnight Dallas
Artist: Carlene Carter
Composer(s): Carlene Carter

Lyric:
I've tasted the good and the bad
And too much of what I ain't had
I been up and down and all around this old town
But nothing's felt better than my feet on the ground
On the road that leads out of town

So goodnight Dallas
Gonna shoot out the lights
In that ole silver palace
I'll drink your wine one last time
Come morning I'll be gone
Goodnight Dallas
Ah lee o lay e a lee a o

I've lived my life at it's best
And too much of all of the rest
I could love you and leave you
But never no never deceive you
So maybe it's better when I leave
I leave with no lies than leave with no truth

So goodnight Dallas
Gonna shoot out the lights
In that ole silver palace
I'll drink your wine one last time
Come morning I'll be gone
Goodnight Dallas
Ah lee o lay e a lee a o

So goodnight Dallas
Gonna shoot out the lights
In that ole silver palace
I'll drink your wine one last time
Come morning I'll be gone
Goodnight Dallas
Ah lee o lay e a lee a o

Goodnight Dallas
Ah lee o lay e a lee a o
Goodnight Dallas
Ah lee o lay e a lee a o
Goodnight Dallas
Ah lee o lay e a lee a o

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Son Of Hickory Holler'S Tramp - Lyrics - Merle Haggard

Title: Son Of Hickory Holler'S Tramp
Artist: Merle Haggard
Composer(s): Dallas Frazier

Lyric:
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

The corn was dry and the weeds were high when Daddy took to drinking
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

When Mama sacrificed her pride, the neighbors started talkin'
But I was much too young to understand the things they said
The thing 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 then destitution came upon our family
Not one neighbor volunteered to give a helping hand
So let them gossip all they want, she loved us and she raised us
The truth is standing here, the 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 the fresh bouquet of fourteen roses
And a card that reads, '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

Yeah, I'm the son of Hickory Holler's tramp

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Son Of Hickory Holler'S Tramp - Lyrics - Bobby Bare

Title: Son Of Hickory Holler'S Tramp
Artist: Bobby Bare
Composer(s): Dallas Frazier

Lyric:
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

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 everyone 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
Yes I'm the son of Hickory Holler's tramp

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