3x-xx-xx ep012 First Song - Eleven More Months and Ten More

Fantastic shapes of cactus, silent centenals of the plains, blue heavens studded with twinkling stars and a kindly silver moon floating lazily across the skies as if born on the wings of

a gentle evening breeze. This is the west where man comes close to the wonders of God's beautiful plan. In the distance, shadows of stalwart forms move about the reflection from the campfire, as it playfully tosses shadows of its glowing embers into the darkness of the night, and extending invitations to those who pass that way to stop and refresh themselves in food,

and companionship of Pinto Pete and his ranch boys as they join in the harmonies of songs of the Western ring. You know I sure wish old dynamite would get back. These years sourdough biscuits that sugar's been making a ruin in my constitution.

Say what's happened to dynamite boy? Well Jack dynamite said he had a little business deal in town but he should be back most anytime now. I'll bet that business deal was with a pair of Gallop and Domino.

Oh, dynamite had better look out or he'll end up singing the song that he learned the last time he isn't down. What song was that, Jake? Eleven more months and ten more days and the sheriff taught it to him.

Oh, I did. I'm in the who's got twenty days, just twenty days ago. I met a second lieutenant that I think your boys all know. He told me to salute him, he'd do it, may we ask.

No, I caught him bending over and the platen down his blast. Eleven more months and ten more days will be out of the caliber. Eleven more months and ten more days they're going to turn me loose.