Watching this to learn from Ray Price, ca. 1955.
Funny, but, forgive me for saying so, it seems like a foreign country. Like Lapplanders celebrating the coming of spring.
Aside from his singing, which I adore, here is what I admire in this performance: its modesty, the lack of pretence, the unassuming rhythm, its regularity and certainty, the melody easy to sing and to follow, the simple but essential harmonies, clarity in the lyric and superb diction, the joy with which it is delivered and received by the audience. So much to learn from.