Here at Sean of the South, we're keeping our hands sharp with the help of case knives, the sponsor of this episode. A tradition of my family for generations, my granddaddy used to say the best cure for idle hands was to build something. But in today's day and age, everything's done with the click, a swipe, or a tap. But how about we put away the screens and put your hands to work with a case knife.

Hey, you're listening to Sean of the South.

That music to hear behind me is Genuine Prairie Bluegrass,

played by one of my favorite bands, Hayfever.

Hey, fever, everybody.

Will we wait and see if the grass grows green If the clouds don't

come our way

Will the air smell

sweet? Will the well

run deep? Will you love

me again? before how high the flood how dry the drought how long without my love. How low the sun, how dark the night, how long without my love?

Will you wait for me?

Will your soul be free when the Lord comes knock at the door?

Will he know it's true?

I've loved none but you. will he bring me there to your side

how high the flood how dry the drought how long without my love How long the sun How dark the night How long without my love my love How dry the drought, how long without my love?

How low the sun, a dark of a night?

How long without my love

I'm going to read you a little bit of our mail today. Bill Shulman, Dothan, Alabama,

writes, Dear Sean, my wife has me on a diet and I'm about to die. She made oyster stew

with soy milk and fat-free butter.

I have no energy and I feel like I have half brain those days.

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