3x-xx-xx ep010 First Song - The Little Old Sod Shanty

of yonder hill that momentarily shuts off from view a beautiful little valley laying peaceful and tucked away between the foothills of the greater mountains of the west like a lovely emerald nestling cozily in a setting of rare opals. This little valley reflects the glory of the setting sun and the warmth of the true hospitality of the West which you will

fully appreciate if you spur up your ponies enjoying Pindo Pete and his ranch boys just over that hilltop. Come on. Has anybody seen a boss around here this evening? Yeah. He saw a party of folks ahead in this way over the trail and he rode out to see if he could be of any help to him. Yeah, now with Bech you too, Bech you too, Bech

I beg your quarry and bang them to camp. Look out. Now, don't be directly with your money next, show. You're sure looking for easy dough. Yeah, you can bank on it that spindle will drag him in.

Do you think that boss will let a stranger go by without feeding and entertaining him? Not much he won't. God, I wish he wouldn't know. Makes me feel sort of a bad bashful like. Oh, well, when he's got such sweet cow hands, how you say, chug, wild chugs.

Why shouldn't he show them all? Sure, you're the party enough, sir. Yeah, Kurt, you know that? You get one thing and I'm thankful for. What's that, you? That I ain't got your mean to the dick, but it's just, it's just, it's, it's, it's.

I ain't mean to you, sir. Now, stop it. Stop your picking on, Agent. Come on, boys. Tune up your guitars. For if the boss rides in with his party and they don't have a musical welcome, he's liable to have our old cook dynamite, slip red pepper in our whole cage.