Kenneth Donald Rogers (nascido em 21 de agosto de 1938 em Houston, Texas) é um prolífico cantor de música country norte-americano, além de fotógrafo, produtor e ator.
Discografia
* Love Lifted Me (1976) * Kenny Rogers (1976) * Daytime Friends (1977) * Love Or Something Like It (1978) * The Gambler (1978) * Kenny (1979) * Gideon (1980) * Christmas (1981) * Share Your Love (1981) * Love Will Turn You Around (1982)
Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
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."