First Tune - Down in Arkansas

You think I am alone, little piece of John, as fortune and none, my You think I am alone, little piece, you know that my own man will be your new home. Life on the Red Horse Ranch.

Yes! Yes! Alabama's told only ten-foot that his injury was received as the result of an altercation with Steve Bradford.

He told the rest of the outfit that he merely became dizzy and fell from his horse. Alabama's not yet recovered enough to move from his cart in the bunkhouse, so the boys are keeping him company with their musing.

Let's listen. When down in Arkansas, the only gal I ever loved In Arkansas, down in Arkansas, down in Arkansas And was still, her once said love, her still Down in Arkansas, pigeon toes and hair jet-blank Was so close that door of back she cried And tears rolled down her back, down in Arkansas

Down in Arkansas, down in Arkansas the only dark and soft gave it to my brother, babe, found in our good song from a pair of pants been made of me. Hold that hymn to do her fast, that hymn hatched out.

As if you keep that up, you're going to have a hard time keeping in this monk.

I'm telling you. You better not try getting up, Alabama. We promised roads we'd make you lay quiet. Say it was Arizona, as you told to watch, Alabama. What's happened to that, old brother? He's got something mysterious on his mind.

Been getting off in a corner and reading some sort of a book. The first time I ever saw him read anything. Yes, Mr. Carter must have given to him. He just came back from Danville this morning.