3x-xx-xx ep008 First Song - Theres a Blue Sky Way Up Yonder

out of our desire within the shades of dark. As we urge our ponies through the depths of the canyon,

and on into the open plain ahead, we sight a friendly campfire, tossing its fantastic shadows into the darkness of the coming night, whose cool breezes, waff, to our nostrils, the faint odor of flying baking.

certain of our hearty welcome we take up the slack in our reigns and with a shout of pleasure we bear down upon the night camp of our prairie host Pinto Pete and his ranch boys but pull up a moment listen sure enough the boys have tuned up their instruments and not chanting the weird but fascinating music

of the great open spaces. Come on, come on, let's join. Dynamite is short getting family. That's because those shorties kitted him last night about being such a good cook.

Told him y'all to get himself a job in a pool, with trees. Yeah, big chuggy, any chugga-loo to dynamite out of the neck to help him to flapjack too. Well, we all got to admit just the same that old dynamite sure can cook when he wants to.

I agreed boss, born a few extra he throws in the Phillip the old stupend. What do you mean? Last lot I draws out an empty catridge, six pebbles and a bootstrapping my knees. Oh that's nothing. I pulled a bran and I out of my head.

But I do take particular notice that none of you failed to go back for a second helping. Jack, how about passing little music down this way while we're waiting for the next course? Not a bad idea, boys, let's wrap the boss up in a blanket of blue skies.