Gene Autry Hunt for Jim Snyders Killer

I'm back in the saddle again I'll wear a friend is a friend America's favorite cowboy, teen, or tree I love those dear hearts and gentle people Who live in my hometown because the dear hearts And gentle people will never ever let you down They read the good book from Friday, Monday That's how the weekend goes

I've got a dream, how I built there one day With ticket fence and ramble and roll I feel so welcome Each time that I return That my happy heart keeps laughing like a clown I love the dear heart And dance for people who live and love in my hometown I feel so welcome each time that I return

That my happy heart keeps acting like a clown I love those dear hearts And dance for people who live and love in my hometown Who live and love in my hometown Well, thank you folks, thank you very much You know, this is the kind of a round up I like best.

Yes, sir, I sure look forward to it, and I hope that you do too. As much as it trusted you, we'd find the word. Your committed hell at you, it used to be.

Thank you, ladies and gentlemen. I'd like to say a Patrick. Yeah? Is the letter just came in for you?

No kidding. Who's it from? Tax collector, I guess. Oh, well... Why don't you open it and find it out? Well, I didn't. I think of that. Oh, dear. No, it is. What does it say?

Well, what do you know? It's from Papa. Oh? Says, uh, Dear Son. That's me. Yeah. Says, uh, do wish you would write more often, even if it's only two or three dollars. Nice sub-beginning. Yes, may I continue?