Once again, the W. Lee O'Daniel Flower Company of Fort Worth, Texas is proud to present
President Tito Daniel and his Hillbilly Boys.
Yes sirree, thank you very much, we're on a Tito Billy Boys back again friends, play a little 15 minute program for you.
Spotted by the W. Lee O'Daniel Flower Company of Fort Worth, Texas, the manufacturers of the famous and well known Hillbilly Flower.
Start our program off, we're going to have a little make-a-wink and walk right up here to the microphone and give you that old, old breakdown titled, Kill'em.
Market to Market Zip The Tommy Rattlesnake
Thank you very much, make your work easy.
And now that we have a little make your wiki up here, I'd like for him to read this little poem that was composed by our father, Governor W. Leo Daniel.
Make your wiki, come on up here and read this poem entitled, Eulogy to Nature.
Lazy bones sleeping in the shade, how you expect to get your cornmeal made? Never get your cornmeal made.
If you want to write a poem, find yourself a cozy nook out among the birds and flowers down beside some babbling brook.
Forget about your cares and troubles and everything that makes you mad. Think of things that make you happy. You will feel better when you're glad.
Listen to the robins singing, golden notes so full and cheer, while the perch go gliding smoothly through the water, cold and clear.
Grazing in yon nice green meadow, cows and horses, sheep and swine seem to tell you by their actions that there's no use to wine.
Corn and oats and cotton growing just to feed and clothe us folks through the winter that is coming when we cannot live on jolts.
Wild flowers blooming in all splendor, beautiful and fragrant too, adding just that touch of color to please and thrill you through and through.
That's the place for inspiration, the finest spot in all the land. That's where poets and true lovers learn to shout, ain't nature grand?
Thank you very much Mickey Wicky and thank you boys for backing Mickey Wicky up with that little music.
And now to get on here with the program. Well my goodness take the line.
By living breathes Leon the Texas songbird is back again to sing.
And well, Leon says, sweet mama hurry home or I'll be gone.
I've been so blue and lonesome too ever since you went away.
My poor heart yearns for you both night and day.
The ink you're drawn, the stars don't seem to shine. You are always on my mind.
I'm so unhappy for I want just you.
But there'll come a time you'll miss me and you'll be blue.
There'll come a time you'll want me, no one else will do.
Sweet mama your heart will long for my loving and you'll see that you were wrong.
And I know you will cry and maybe sometimes cry, but then I'll be long gone.
Sweet mama hurry home or I'll be gone.
Now you want my heart right from the start. I give all my love to you.
I never dreamed that you could be untrue.
You had ways of loving all your own. That's why I'd maybe leave my happy home.
But now you're gone and I'm left all alone.
But there'll come a time you'll miss me and you'll be blue.
There'll come a time you'll want me, no one else will do.
Sweet mama your heart will long for my loving and you'll see that you were wrong.
And I know you will cry and maybe sometimes cry, but then I'll be long gone.
Sweet mama hurry home or I'll be gone.
Hurry home or I'll be gone.
Well Leon that was mighty fine. We really did like that ending there.
Very good yodeling ending I'm telling you.
And to get along here with the program we might as well continue with some more of that singing.
With Leon the Texas songbird and Horace the little lovebird singing together,
The Yellow Rose of Texas.
That yellow rose in Texas I'm going right to speed.
No other star in the sky knows better than no other one but me.
She cried so when I left her it like to broke her heart.
And if we ever meet again we'll never part.
She's sweetest rose of color that dark yellow knew.
Her eyes are bright as diamonds they sparkle like the dew.
She'll be talking about your dearest maid and singer Brozoline.
But the yellow rose of Texas makes a bell that's going to ring.
When Rio Grande is glowing the stars shine bright.
We walked along the river on quiet summer nights.
She said if you remember we parted long ago.
I promised to come back again and not to leave her so.
She's sweetest rose of color that dark yellow knew.
Her eyes are bright as diamonds they sparkle like the dew.
She'll be talking about your dearest maid and singer Brozoline.
But the yellow rose of Texas makes a bell that's going to ring.
Oh I'm going back to find her my heart is full of woe.
We'll sing the songs together we sang so long ago.
I'll pick the banjo, gayly and sing the songs of yours.
And the yellow rose of Texas shall be mine forevermore.
She's sweetest rose of color that dark yellow knew.
Her eyes are bright as diamonds they sparkle like the dew.
She'll be talking about your dearest maid and singer Brozoline.
But the yellow rose of Texas makes a bell that's going to ring.
Give us this day our daily bread.
For good bread is the staff of life.
The bread we eat should be made of the very best ingredients.
The flour we use to make our bread should be pure, wholesome, and rich in health-giving elements.
That is why so many Texas people insist on hillbilly flour.
They know that it is at all times uniform and dependable.
Hillbilly flour is pure, clean, and easy to bake with.
When you buy a sack of hillbilly flour you know you are getting quality plus economy.
Please have some of this, have it!
Alright, harts, come on up here.
If you don't quit acting up on these programs, I don't know, you get me taking on the program.
I just get so embarrassed up here.
Will you just come on up here and sing your song on this program?
Or, it says, paddle your own canoe.
I've traveled about a bit in my time, and of troubles I've seen a few, but found it better in every climb to paddle my own canoe.
I won't start small, and I cannot at all if my debts are paid when due.
I drive away, strive in the ocean of life while I paddle my own canoe.
Then love your neighbor as yourself as the world you go marching through.
And never sit down with a tear or a frown, but paddle your own canoe.
Oh lady, oh lady, oh lady, oh lady.
I have no wife and no father in my life, no lover to prove untrue.
The whole day long with a laugh and a song I paddle my own canoe.
I rise with a lark and from daylight till dark I do what I have to do.
I'm careless of wealth if I've only the health to paddle my own canoe.
Then love your neighbor as yourself as the world you go marching through.
And never sit down with a tear or a frown, but paddle your own canoe.
Oh lady, oh lady, oh lady.
Thank you very much Horace, and boys I believe we have a manager or so for this last number on the program.
It's Buffalo Gals.
Now I've got a gal who lives on the hill, lives on the hill, lives on the hill.
She's the moonshine of daughter for the lovers still.
She's coming out by, she's coming out by, coming out by, coming out by.
Now I've got a gal who's got a wooden leg, got a wooden leg, got a wooden leg.
She's breathing at the call of day.
Thank you very much boys and I believe our time is all gone.
And friends if you want to show your appreciation of these programs,
just go down to your store the next time you need flour and ask your grocerman for a sack of that superb quality flour, hillbilly.
So I'll tell you hear us again through the medium of your radio. This is Hattle Daniel and all the hillbilly boys saying so long.
I like mountain music, good old mountain music, the place by the river bank. I like great biscuits, big white crusty biscuits, hillbilly grass, you'll make me glad. So I'll be singing and playing, trying to make folks happy. We hope you'll stay on the lead, back to biscuits, happy.
This program was brought to you through the courtesy of the W.E.O. Daniel Flour Company of Fort Worth, Texas, in appreciation of your passion.