At Merle Haggard’s funeral, the chapel sat in breathless stillness as all eyes turned to his son. Dressed in a simple black suit and a weathered cowboy hat, Marty Haggard stepped forward, carrying nothing but his father’s song in his heart. Then came the first chords of “Mama’s Hungry Eyes”—gentle, aching, sacred.
THE SONG HE COULD ONLY SING ONCE: Marty Haggard’s Farewell to His Father At Merle…
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