Texas Adventure with Monte Hale

The bakers of Weber's Bread present your all-star western theatre. Greetings! I'm Hollywood, come to all-star western theatre. Starring of America's Great Western Singers, four willing and the writers of the Purple Fade.

Our guest today is for a public picture's great new cowboy singing star, Mottie Hale. My name is Cotton Seed Clark, and here are the writers of the Purple Fade. Within my heart lies the melody of home.

I won't stand and pose. Where in dreams I live where the memories beamed The stars all low It was there I found beside the alleball In care of the strange as the blue of a bug Moonlit past that only she would know Still hears my broken song of love Mooning all your thunder, no only my heart

Call back my little words all the sand and hope Get the sweet and tender like hell and far, the far Speak once again, oh my love, my hope Oh, consong empty words I know To live in my heart all alone All that moonlit past by the alamo And rose my roses and toes

Sweet and tender like hell and far, once again, oh my love Oh, consong empty words I know still live in my heart all alone, all that moonlit past by the alamo, and all of my roles of standing tall.

And sincerity and realness and their vocal offerings have made the writers of the Purple Sage

one of the best-loved singing groups in the field of Western and folk music that radio has ever known. Here they are with one of your favorite Western heart ballads, simply arranged to please listeners in all fields of music, an old Milano.