3x-xx-xx ep088 First Song - Night On The Desert

upon the startled deer and in the distant trail through the mountain pass the steady shore for the tread of a pony's hoofs bearing his rider, Pinto Pete, into the valley where his boys are camped and his guests are assembled for a few minutes of cowboy entertainment hospitality.

Hey boss, we have a song with the beauty. Is it a new song, Jack? Brand new and it's about the desert. You know, it just kind of makes you feel like the desert breeze is playing through your hair while you're sitting around your campfire.

Listen to it, will you? Well, sure, sing it. I'd meet on the mooork on the unit. Yes, sir.

All that was a missing was a coyote of howling and a night owl's a hooten. I don't think there's any howling missing. You were singing, wasn't you? Yeah. Yeah. Now, coming to think of it, I hear something mighty like a sick night owl of hooten too.

What's the man you know? I guess I'll have to sing a song to settle this argument. So here's one called, In the Valley of the Moon. Give us something to shake a heel in a toe too, will ya?

Oh, you gals have been mighty quiet. What's wrong? Nothing, Jack.

Nothing accepted. Oh, curly, there's been hollering too much. I guess nobody else got a chance to do anything. But go on and sing, will ya? All right. They were singing on their feet And that darling and that god will understand He's old- curly. The old-lar's the old-lar?

They're- they're old-le old-le old. How's that curly? All-right. Turn it on, sir. Come at you with me all the time And the day's gone by My heart would cheer I remember