3x-xx-xx ep080 First Song - Tumbling Tumbleweeds

And the cooling breeze gently touches your fever brow and passes on to play a soothing lullaby in the treetops. It's time then, my friend, to take a hitch in the girdle of your saddle and start your pony on the Western Trail, to the fireside of Pindle Pete and his ranch for us.

That is, if you're looking for a friendly place hospitality, And the fact is, I don't know of a place here about that you'd be more welcome. Come on, friend. Hey, you're looking mighty fine boss.

Dynamite must have been feeding you grain. Yes sir, Re, Jack. I'm feeling as spooky as a four-year-old cool. They're just one thing missing to make me perfectly happy. Well what's that for? Music, Jack. Sweet music.

I can't guarantee the sweetness of our singing, but this is a mighty nice tune. And we'll sing it for you. It's tumbling tumbling. That's great. Tumbling tumbling tumbling. You know the next on my list of desires is one of those songs that the randal sisters sing.

Say, Miss Varnie. Will you do that one called the old lady's home? You bet we will, Jack. Alright, I like it. And the pause that's like it seems that so be dammit, you be sorry if you leave, you'll see enjoy.

That sure was pretty singing. Now, old Shorty and Doolie and Jail start up the music. I'll show you how to do some real fancy stomping. Well, you better get the moving, Curly, because they're gonna play a tune that'll make you shake your hoofs till they throw sparks.

Come on, boys and go! There, now, boss. I've done my bit, entertainer. How about you tuning up to my vocal chords of your and better than a little? I won't belle a little, curly. I'll belle a white and handsome.