3x-xx-xx ep26 First Song - Oregon Trail

No Pete in Arizona Some of these times we're gonna ride in here and forget to pull up with the corral gate Do it boss I built that girl and I know that no matter how hard yah the gate is

If you hit the gate the rest of the gang might take a fan Whoa! When you take that curly out and shoot him at daybreak. Why wait till daybreak boss, let's fill him full of musical bullets by playing in the evenings.

If that don't kill him, he's just too tough to die. The special sort of number for you. Why can't they do it for you now?

Well, I don't know Jack, I'll bite. Oh, heck, I'm not kidding. Bosses are the pretty song. Well, what's the name of it, Jack? Or a gone train. Well, I reckon in as much as we're in Arizona, the folks in Oregon won't mind.

Go ahead, I'll take a chance of the boys who wanna... ...and then I'll get back. Wagon train, a winding cost, a prairie. Rollin' on, but through the storm and gale. Toward the land of dreams, tribes the whole up.

Down the Oregon, from the south. Ride and hurt beneath the moon so fail Watch an orgy of day Down the orgy gun, graly gun There'll be valleys filled with gold And there'll be cattle on these ranchins oragons Well, there'll be plenty of sun and rain Pioneer keep moving

Your faithful little band must never fail Cross the grave, deep wide, side by side, we'll ride. Down the Oregon. Have you a nice, souly laying around with the boys, hey, here, dude? Fishing, eh, Curly?