MBF 5x.xx.xx ep36 First Song - Just Waitin

Mother's Best Flower brings you Hank Williams. I got me a feeling called the Blue, so far just my baby said goodbye. Oh don't do, oh don't do, oh don't do, oh don't do. Don't do what I do, it's inside, oh don't do it.

The Miller's at Mother's Best Flower, Mother's Best Farm Feeds, and Mother's Best Cell Pricing Corn Meal. Bring you the one and only love, sick blues boy. Hank Williams, the mother's best music makers. And yours truly mother's best little boy.

Come look boy! Hey that's me. Well howdy. Howdy. Howdy this morning. Well what are we getting from the control room? Cues in there this morning. The jigger's on the jaw, got Hank. Oh yeah. Hey.

Somebody better go in and feed him some mother's best biscuits. He looks hungry to me. He looked me like he's been fed. You sang him a tune, Hank. And I'll go on under size to be at this morning.

Yeah, that's right. You sang him a tune. I'll go find out what's the matter with him. All right, see? Here's the thing that I put together here years ago. It's on record by one of my closest relatives.

Luke's a drifter. Luther, old Luther. I like to do it for you. I think it's the way Luther done it on record. Just to waiting. I wonder what he's waiting for. Let's go, Barry. The old maids awaiting the leap year to come, the crooners just awaiting the sand.

The old cows standing to the bull-derm sign, waiting for the grass to turn green. The bar flies waiting for an easy mark. The hitchhikers waiting for a ride. The light-tummers waiting for a prison break, and the beach-comers waiting for the tide.