Hey Philadelphia you used to exist As a city in the North-East where the Power used to sit There's no more Chicago She went down with the last of the
Sunday morn has a-broken Like a whip on my back And we still have not spoken Since the day that I left You got to lose love if you want to find love
JD lives on my street, stole his fathers car Drove it through the garage door. So poor now working at the corner store, Indentured to the damages, Manotick
do justice to the way I feel for you So I have to sing a song about all the things I knew My love is deeper than the holler, stronger than the river
will give in to me Don't be afraid to play my game I wanna make you holler I wanna make you holler I wanna make you holler I wanna make you holler
CHORUS When you hear them cuckoos hollerin' When you hear them cuckoos hollerin' When you hear them cuckoos hollerin' Sign of rain, buddy, it'ss a sign
Son of Hickory Holler's Tramp O.C. Smith Oh the path was deep and wide from footsteps leading to our cabin Above the door there burned a scarlet lamp
She was standin? there with her big, blue, question mark eyes Sayin, ?Would you stay the night?? And me, I was just seventeen, my very first time But
Your daddy thinks I?m up to no good I?m only doin? what a young man should It?s been thirteen days since I?ve seen your face I can tell, pretty babe,
Don?t mind me, I mean no harm I?m just tryin? to save my Papa?s farm The bank came out and chained the gates ?Cause Papa can?t handle them interest rates
You don't even know what you did, do you, baby? You never looked back when you left You didn't see me, oh, going crazy Pickin' up the pieces all by myself
There are those who wake up every morning Pull the curtains back smilin? at the sun They hold their head high when the rain is pouring Lay down in peace
back to the holler Holler back (Home-brewed, homegrown) (Where the wild seeds 'a get sown) Woh, holler back (It's a blast from the past) (All the cowgirls shakin' their sassafras) Yeah, holler
All of this screamin' Ain't gettin' us nowhere tonight You're dead set on leavin' Both of us tired of the same old fight Your drawers are empty, your
Got the wide open sky in my eyes Got my feet on solid ground They don?t want me to be who I am Here in this place, it?s my daddy?s town Oh, won?t you
gravel roads on Saturday night Singing, "Summertime" at the top of their lungs Sippin' Dixie cups of strawberry wine All my boys are out We holler and
I still love the smell of mama?s house When something?s cookin? on the stove Still hug her neck when it?s time to go Leavin?s always tough Oh, there?re
it on the have-nots Money, we make it 'Fore we see it, you'll take it Oh, make you wanna holler The way they do my life Make me wanna holler The way
