The Old Hickory Cane chords by Traditional

• Capo on 1st

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

Key: E

Difficulty: Novice

Intro:
E A E B7

Verse 1:
E            A    E
How well I remember when I was a boy,
               B7
We lived in the old-fashioned home;
E               A        E
The chimney was deep, and the stone hearth was broad,
         B7       E
The fire-dogs how brightly they shone.
E               A   E
The spirit of mischief seemed ever in play;
E               B7
We tried to keep still, but in vain;
E           A       E
The signal for quiet I ne'er shall forget-
E        B7     E
The thump of the old hick'ry cane.

Chorus:
A             E
The old hick'ry cane, the old hick'ry cane,
              B7
The cane that is knotty and worn;
E              A      B7
Our father's companion, the staff of his Eye
E        B7        E
Its absence he ne'er could have borne

Instrumental:
E A E B7 E A E B7 E

Verse 1:
E             A       E
Twas pleasant when living far out on the farm;
              B7
How welcome the old dinner-horn;
E                A     E
The long winter evenings brought cider and fruit.
        B7      E
And popping of chestnuts and corn.
E                A     E
We thought it a treat when, with hand on his cane.
E             B7
Our father a story would tell;
E               A      E
Each eye would be bent on his good-natured face;
E
Ah! me, I remember it well.

Chorus:
A             E
The old hick'ry cane, the old hick'ry cane,
              B7
The cane that is knotty and worn;
E              A      B7
Our father's companion, the staff of his Eye
E        B7        E
Its absence he ne'er could have borne.

Instrumental:
E A E B7 E A E B7 E

Verse 3:
E                  A     E
The high-backed, old arm-chair looks silent and lone;
             B7
His Bible is lying there still.
E               A      E
For time laid the snows of old age on his head,
         B7      E
And bent the tall form to his will.
E              A      E
A niche in the corner still holds the old cane;
E              B7
The hand that caressed it is cold;
E              A     B
We laid him to rest, but, still, ever we keep
E        B7      E
The cane that is knotty and old.

Chorus:
A            E
The old hick'ry cane, the old hick'ry cane,
              B
The cane that is knotty and worn;
E              A      B
Our father's companion, the staff of his Eye
E        B7       E
Its absence he ne'er could have borne.

Outro:
E B7 E