Buck and Kate

Until we're all working play to swearing those around Because it's lots of time Until we're all working play with cattle

Swearing, firing, cattle Neighbors and welcome once more to Melody Rand Sometimes Sometimes Sometimes

Very much their friends, thank you Say Patrick, yeah Mr. Green, what's on your mind?

Well, I was just going to tell you I saw a guy today who said that he knew you Oh, he knows me. Well, I can't think of his name, though. Oh, Buchanan? Nope. Wasn't Carster's brattle snapper, was he?

No. Was it Aaron McEren? No. Was it Brown? No, it wasn't Brown. Was it Brown? I just told you it wasn't Brown. Well, I know two Browns. I thought maybe the other one. It wasn't Jackson either.

Well, uh, I suppose we just forget it, huh? Besides, I want to talk to you about a couple of jobs we got for you tomorrow. Oh, was it Smith? No, it wasn't Smith. And stop changing the subject.

Now listen, first as soon as you get up in the morning, I want you to throw some haze at the horses. Put the cows out on the pasture, clean the harness, yeah, cut some wood for the kitchen, unload those supplies that we got in town yesterday, and then you know what?

What? It's ready for breakfast. I have quite a night of it, sir, didn't I? Never mind about the crack. Now after breakfast, I want you to go and mend that fence over the back pasture, and that new bunch of calves have just got in, clean out the barn, cut the mud for the kitchen again, take the tractor over and plow that new 30-acre strip,