The Bar-K Dude Ranch with Ken Card

The Bakers of Weber's Bread present your all-star Western Theater. I'm Hollywood come your all-star Western Theater, starring a matter of great Western singers, or willing, and the writers of the Purple Sage, with songs and a story of the West.

My name is Cotton Seed Park, and here are the writers of the Purple Sage. I'm along with home and I blew my soul. Till I hear the echoes from the hills and it's really very bell.

My little hillbilly gal, falling in the air from the hills. Well that's my path, it's been nothing wrong. I call my man, he's saying, Tanya, don't be long, so I know that someday I'll be went in my way.

Back among the animals on the hill Sometimes I wonder why I have to roll Somehow I thought the travelling way back home I miss the hills the old folks and my little sisters I wonder if they miss me too I'm along with the home and the two thousand go Till I hear the actual thunderhills, and if we believe our own little hill, there we go,

Calling in the actual thunderhills. When I left my pappy's head, I'd open up in Rome. I was on my mammy's day, and sunny it'll be long. So I know that the may I'll be winding my way.

Back among the actual thunderhills. The writers of the Purple Sage thought perhaps you would like for them to go away back into the saddlebag of Western heart songs and come up with an old time favorite of yours that would

bring back a few pleasant memories to you all. So let's listen to the boys sing Little Colquette. My friend fell in love with you, baby, you'll just be. Yes, once more, and join the writers of the Purple Sage and their regular weekly adventure