Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hard Scratch Pride, artist - Whitey Morgan and the 78's. Date of issue: 21.05.2013
Song language: English
Hard Scratch Pride |
| I was born down south Kentucky |
| A hard scratch holler I call my home |
| Hell, my mama begged me, «Boy, don’t you ramble» |
| My mama begged me, «Oh boy, don’t you roam» |
| When I left that holler I was just a boy |
| Flat-broke and busted and hell-bent to make it on my own |
| Hell, I couldn’t go back home |
| I could hear that train, it moans a lonesome song |
| And I’m headin' up to Detroit on a freight train, Mama, I’m’a finally be a man |
| I been workin' seven days buildin' them Chevrolets, I’m doin' the best I can |
| And I met a little city girl and I’m gonna make her my bride |
| But don’t worry, Mama, I ain’t lost my hard scratch pride |
| Twenty years have passed now since I hit the road |
| I can hear the whippoorwill, hell, the dogwoods they callin' me home |
| But Mama, she’s long gone |
| And I can hear ol' Hank, yeah he gonna moan me that lonesome whistle song |
| And I’m headin' up to Detroit on a freight train, Mama, I’m’a finally be a man |
| I been workin' seven days buildin' them Chevrolets, I’m doin' the best I can |
| And I met a little city girl and I’m gonna make her my bride |
| But don’t worry, Mama, I ain’t lost my hard scratch pride |