MBF 5x.xx.xx ep42 First Song - I Hang My Head And Cry

Mother's Best Flower brings you Hank Williams. I had a feeling all the blues, oh Lord, gentlemen, baby, say goodbye. Lord, I don't know how to do, Lord, all I do is inside. Oh, Lord, good little bird.

The millers of Mother's Best Flower, Mother's Best Farm, feeds in Mother's Best Self-Rising Cornmeal, bringing the one and only, lovesick blues boy, Hank Williams, the mother's best music makers and yours very sincerely. Who is mother's best little boy?

I hope. Well as we're mighty proud to be gathered here this morning with such nice array of smiles and biscuits all over the place. Now what could be nicer than having five reasonably handsome fellers and with plenty of biscuits to go around for everybody.

Five is five of us. You let yourself out. That's what I say. Well, okay. You do it like that. I'm a little dog. There's a fine little song. You can just pay attention to this.

I hang my head in school, huh? Every time I see her passing by All I do is hang my head and cry And I can't forget her who I try All I do is hang my head and thrice.

Oh, I know not how to ease my mind. And she left a world of love behind. Every time I see her passing by. All I do is hang my head and cry You're gone, but each broken dream still lingers on And my very heartbeats, asking why

Who is hangin' my head, passing by Who is hangin' my head and cry

Hang my head and cry You know, neighbors, we're mighty glad to get those nice letters that you send in, asking us to play one of your favorite tunes, and we do appreciate the way many of you take the time to tell us how you like Mother's Best Flower. And of all the nice things you say, the one thing we hear the most is Mother's Best,