3x-xx-xx ep082 First Song - Take Them Mountains Out Of My W

That is home sweet, silvery moonlight shining, turning it into dead. It lingers in your memory, just like a ravily. And the sun kissed valley with skies of blue, always keep calling. What was that song that you were singing the other night about, the old mountaineer that was dying?

You know that's been in my mind ever since. Oh, he means take that mountain out of my way. Is that it, boy? Yes, that's the one. That's the one. Sing it, will ya? I want the girls to hear it.

Alright, here goes. Come gather around me, children, Better die, my friend. I hear the master calling. The end is growing there. Don't cry for your old happy, Cause the Lord knows what is there.

I know I'll soon be happy I'm going home to rest So that's why I'm back on him I sure did, Jack, he's kind of sad though

Yeah, that poor old fella sure must have been lo sin But I bet I don't know how I'll snap this bunch of cow pokes out of this mood there in How, Jack? By hearing you sing a song Will you do it, Ha?

Well, we'll do our part All right I know there is some bloody way You don't do much talking, so I think you should get up here on your hind legs and play as a solo on that accordion.

Let's take a trot down by the old water mill and dip a little feet in the water, honey. I'm going back to Joe!

Give it his way! When I once again I strayed beside the water mill And the bike won't lay so back to me.