Kenny Rogers nació el 21 de agosto de 1938 en Houston, Texas. Este cantante country creció en uno de los sectores más pobres de la ciudad. Su padre, John Rogers, quería que compusiera dos canciones desde que era niño, como las de "The coward of the county" "Ruby don't take your love to town", empezando su carrera artística. Tuvo la influencia de varios músicos de la música country y soul, tales como Nat King Cole, Charlie Daniels, Arthur Alexander y Chuck Berry.
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
Son of Hickory Holler's Tramp 2/4 Kenny Rogers Standard Tuning No Capo Transcribed by Ken Lee Corrections or comments to [email protected] / D / / G / D The / corn was dry, the / weeds were high when / Daddy took to / drinkin' / D / / G / A7 When / him and Lucy / Walker, they took / up and run a - / way. D / / G / D Mama cried a / tear and then she / promised fourteen / children, / G / A7 / D "I / swear you'll never / see a hungry / day."
Chorus:
/ D / / G / D Oh, the / path was deep and / wide, from footsteps / leading to our / cabin, / G / A7 / D A - / bove the door there / burned a scarlet / lamp, and D / / G / D Late at night, a / hand would knock and / there would stand a / stranger, G / A7 / D I'm the son of / Hick'ry Holler's / tramp.
D / / G / D Mama sacri - / ficed her pride, and / neighbors started / talkin', / D / / G / A7 But / I was much too / young to under - / stand the things they / said, / D / / G / D The / things that mattered / most of all was / Mama's chicken / dumplin's, and / G / A7 / D A / goodnight kiss be- / fore we went to / bed.
/ D / / G / D When / Daddy left, and / destitution / came upon our / fam'ly, D / / G / A7 Not one neighbor / volunteered to / give a helpin' / hand, / D / / G / D So / let 'em gossip / all they want; she / loved us and she / raised us. / G / A7 / D The / proof is standing / here, a full grown / man.
/ D / / G / D Last / summer Mama / passed away and / left the ones who / loved her, D / / G / A7 Each and ev'ry / one is more than / grateful for his / birth, / D / / G / G Each / Sunday she receives a / fresh bou - / quet of fourteen / roses, and / G / A7 / D A / card that says, " To the / greatest Mom on / earth."