My mom's second husband, Don, loved
Eddy Arnold. When I was seven, eight years old, we listened to his albums over and over on the "hi-fi" (as Don called it) in the living room. The yodeling in this song lingers in my consciousness more than thirty years later. If you've never heard it before, you're more likely to wring your hands at me now than thank me. But I have a soft spot for it. No right idea why it came to mind this morning.
Artist: Eddy Arnold
Year: 1944, re-recorded in 1955; written by
Tex Owens in 1934.
Rating: Warm
Note: Check out a recording by Tex Owens himself!
Beautiful story, Boo!
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