3x-xx-xx ep002 First Song - The Roaming Cowboy

Those of the coming night gather over him cast a peaceful restful atmosphere around about you.

Our guide, Pindoor Peek, seated easily astrayed his Pindoorpony, sparkling reflection of the campfire as his boys gathered round the chuck wagon of singing and enjoying the simple plain The great chalice burp our horses and join this carefree happy throng as they chant the melodies that were born of the west.

Hey, that bird my soul, here comes old pinto people. I'm a little late in riding in this evening. I met some friends of mine riding down the gap and I've rung them along into camp to hear you fire eating beef chasers sing.

sing. You better tune them up boys and sound a pretty A. Don't forget we're entertaining company. How about that old favorite of mine? The Roman cowboy. Don't don't don't don't don't that good good boy. Let it go.

I'm a second up all. I'm running up all over them over them over. I got no money at all with this song, a darn good saddle and a wall I call. I'm a grown, don't add a gather no more, just a roll.

I'm a singing a song, with my pony and the saddle on my pony, I'm a saddle, a roll, roll, and a dog. Just a roll, I'm all that is over. I'm just a writer of the range plumb rough and unrefined and wild and careless in my ways like others of my kind.

And yet I got to mopin' round as crazy as a loom than acting like the story kid that bellard for the moon. I wish to God she'd never come with them bright laughin' eyes. had never flashed that smile that seems a sunburst from the skies.