First Song - Cold Cold Heart

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I'm so good to meet you. That's mother's best little old boy this morning and every morning. Well, good morning to you, Hank. Good morning, well, dear friend, all your fellas. How are you? Are you thrown out yet?

Oh, we're thrown out recently, Tom. I think I better stay frozen. Of course, I thought I'd never looked like that anymore. You hear me holding this morning when I started programming. It's a wonder you don't do where it's mad boy.

That was the mother's best blues yodel I was doing. All right, we're gonna start things off this morning, friends with a brand new song. Just been released on MGM Records. One of my favorites, I wrote this one couple months ago.

Fellas, let's do a little bit of cold, cold heart. ["The Star-Spangled Banner"] I try so hard my dare to show that you're my every dream. Yet you're afraid each thing I do is just some evil skin A memory from your own sometimes keeps us so far apart Why can't I free your doubtful mind and melt your cold cold hard?

Another love before my time makes your heart sad and blue And so my heart is panned now for things I didn't do An anger-on-kind words are said Then make the teardrop star A freer doubtful mind And melt your cold cold heart You'll never know how much it hurts To see you set and cry