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The Old Hickory Cane

This song is by Ernest Stoneman and appears on the compilation American Pop: An Audio History - From Minstrels to Mojo: On Record, 1893-1946 (1998).

How well I remember when I was a boy
We lived in the old-fashioned home
The chimney was deep, and the stone hearth was broad
The fire-dogs how brightly they shone

We thought it a treat when, with hand on his cane
Our father a story would tell
Each eye would be bent on his good-natured face
Ah! me, I remember it well

The old hick'ry cane, the old hick'ry cane
The cane that is knotty and worn
Our father's companion, the staff of his Eye
Its absence he ne'er could have borne

Twas pleasant when living far out on the farm
How welcome the old dinner-horn
On cold winter evenings brought cider and fruit
And popping of chestnuts and corn

The spirit of mischief seemed ever in play
We tried to keep still, but in vain
The time for quiet I ne'er shall forget
The thump of the old hick'ry cane

The old hick'ry cane, the old hick'ry cane
The cane that is knotty and worn
Our father's companion, the staff of his Eye
Its absence he ne'er could have borne

His high-backed, old arm-chair looks silent and lone
His Bible is lying there still
For time laid the snows of old age on his head
And bent the tall form to his will

A niche in the corner still holds the old cane
The hand that caressed it is cold
We laid him to rest, but, fondly we kept
The cane that is knotty and old

The old hick'ry cane, the old hick'ry cane
The cane that is knotty and worn
Our father's companion, the staff of his Eye
Its absence he ne'er could have borne

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