3x-xx-xx ep71 First Song - Ride The Carol

and now, beat, in Arizona. You're a danger the members have asked for my vision of thunder the sky, For why, no for making my door wait, the walls are my lamps overhead? And when I go higher than we leave I travel and grasp for my pain.

Oh, just, just, oh, get along so hard to get me one the last time I was in town,

but they were just out of that color. And you know when I had a nice red silk shirt, thought you'd try and trade me out of it, eh? Well, I thought being such pals and as being a special extra occasion, you wouldn't mind lending it to me, maybe.

And let you wear it out, eh? Nothing doing. Oh, I'd be careful of a Jack, and I'd let you wear mine, if I ever get one. Well, young fellow, this is once in a lifetime when you'll have to go accorting the ladies without dragging a part of my charm and personality into your love affair.

All right, but you'll regret it sometime. That ain't reason, it's just highway robbery. What's the diffuculity, Jay?

Oh, hello, boy. Say this game, curly. Curly's going up to Lazy A Barn dance just like a Spanish ombre, and he wants to borrow my red silk shirt. Oh, he'd look like a Spanish pepper in that shirt of yours.

You're a pretty billow little chilly, so I thought I'd better not let him have it. Oh, Jack, me reason. Oh, and ride on with Carol, aren't they cool? The sky's full of crimson, are casting their glow, over the hills and the valleys below.

Out of the night comes a little refrain. Echoes of voices, ring on all the planes. All of these seem to say right on the candle. Jack, you can't blame Curly for trying to look his best because,