3x-xx-xx ep18 First Song - Take Me Back To My Boots And Saddle

You'll survive, for my vision, for wide open spaces, my doorways, The stars on my lamps overhead, and weary, I use sandal and grass for my bed.

Oh, for me, will you? I want to brush up a bit.

The boss is headed in with a whole parcel of friends from the trail. Shove, do the same for me, will you? I want to clean my boots. Heck, they won't see your boots, Curly. If Susie's with him and I dance with her, I'm going to have my boots clean.

Who the deuces, Susie? Oh boy, if you knew Susie like I know Susie. Yeah! Look at the shine I got on their mare boot. Yeah, you must be picking on making love to Susie with your feet.

No, but I think on making an impression with him. Don't all these advertising signs say clothes make the man? Yeah, maybe that might be true in the city, but out here in the wide open spaces, it's horses, boots, and saddles.

Yeah, and don't forget a sprinkling of moon. He-he-he-he-he... Peab eyes! Boom! While I get these knights of the range to swing into some nice old music for ya.

Hey boss, being is how you're the peacemaker in this spread? Why don't you start us off with one of your favourite? Yeah, come on boss, you sing! Yeah, you can't stump me. Come on shorty, hang that air compressor around your neck and lets get going.

Peab eyes! In the gloaming by the fireside, with you I'll be content. In the gloaming by the fireside, every hour will be well spent. We'll see our hopes and re- pictures in the finding, It's gleams still, Our hearts in an armchair, By the fireside,