To Settle The Account

The Bakers of Weber's Bread present your all-star Western theater. 15 along, singing a song under a Western moon. It comes to all-star Western theaters, starring the directors, great Western singers, boy women, and the writers of the Purple Sage, bringing you the music, the stories, and the spirit of the great open spaces.

And now, the writers of the Purple Sage. Right now to Santa Fe, just beyond the mountains and across the way. See that sun hang low in the west, or the land I'm loving the best.

Here we go, my old petal. Gotta see a preacher bout a gal, so let's burn the trail and the army will go. Right now to Santa Fe, hey, right now to Santa Fe. Make the day need a hundred dollars or more to get that ring she's been waiting for.

Don't be slow, my old petal. She'll be there waiting at the door. So let's learn the trail and the under will go. Riding down a Santa Fe, hey, riding down a Santa Fe. Thank you friends.

And the day is when every Deluxe Motion Picture Theater featured an organist, and the words to the song he played were flashed on the screen for the audience to sing, certain numbers were sure to be sung with great enthusiasm.

We're bringing back one of them to you now. Remember it? Among my souvenirs. The thing that of days that I withdrew for truth I see a rose from you among my souvenirs

A few more tokens from my treasure chest, though they do their best. Don't give me console to chew. Yes, once again the Vakers of Weber's Bread present for your listening pleasure a full