3x-xx-xx ep096 First Song - Waiting By The Silvery Rio Gran

The gods gather all, like white floating delves in their heavenly nest. And the silver of night in transparent delight bids welcome the day where the stars point the way.

Copies now sleep in their cradle below and all natures at rest in the moon's gentle blood. And the spirit of God from the high throne above, peace or the earth, in the name of His love.

You know it's time to guide you with folks to the ranch of Pendle Peak and for some tall western entertainment to wait. Well, not the very long boats. You hear the waiting down by the garden gate and everything, haven't you?

Yes indeed, I have. We're going to sing you a song that's called, Waiting by the Tilbury Rio Grande. Well that sounds mighty pretty curly, go ahead and sing it. I'll let you in on a secret.

Yeah? Here's what I was singing while I waited. Oh, sick eye is a dime duck of a thunderstorm. Oh, I had a fight with my little gal the other night.

Oh, oh, well what are you gonna do about it? Oh, I'm gonna practice up on this year's song, Serenade or with it, when I go to town again. Play it, Jerry. Forget those moments, those unhappy moments that I call to come back just to find out

If you sing it that way, there's one thing. She'll either forgive you or dump a bucket of water on you. Hey, don't worry. I ain't taking no chance of standing under no winter.

I wouldn't need it. And now for the real treat. The Rengel sisters. I see that Mr. Pinto wants another one of those pumpkin pies, but he's gonna get a song instead. Yeah! Sing it, Joe.