3x-xx-xx ep099 First Song - Blue Feather

Don't forget what a chaser hypo quicker than the doctor can. No matter if the sky is grey, you get his point of view.

And the clouds begin to scatter. And the sun comes breaking through and you'll find it worth your while to cultivate the friendship of the man behind the smile. Window Pete and his ranch boys greets all of their friends with a smile and welcome them to the ranch.

That's Singing O'Indian song. I don't talk Indian. I mean an American Indian song. Well Indians was Americans wasn't they? Oh for God's sake. I don't mean an Indian song. Well you said an Indian song. I mean an American song about an Indian.

Oh come on, let us play the taking forever to tell him. Like the trail to the Vail and Dale the way I want you under Come let us wander my Indian name On the hill beside the real bell sleeping

While we go creeping down the road You have a sparkle in your eye I bet you have a pretty song that's just waiting to be sung You just bet I have, Jack, and I feel so much like seeing that it's just

Yeah, and think it's a cowboy song. All right, Curly, I'll sing one about an old black steer that always did remind me just of you. Yeah. Oh, oh, oh, oh. Now old Windy Bill, he was a Texas guy, and he could rope your best.

Well, he loud that the steer he couldn't rope. He hadn't seen him yet. And the boys knew of an old black steer, a sort of an old outlaw. Who run down in the chaperow, down at the head of the draw.