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♫ I'm a ridin' down the trail

♫ To Albuquerque

♫ My saddle bags are filled

♫ With beans and jerky

♫ I have rambled up and down

♫ Now I aim to see the town

♫ To see the town of Albuquerque

♫ I'm a ridin' down the trail

♫ To Albuquerque

♫ My saddle bags are filled

♫ With beans and jerky

♫ I have rambled up and down

♫ Now I aim to see the town

♫ To see the town of Albuquerque

♫ I wanna see the sights and all the pretty lights

♫ The traffic's roar

♫ When I get my fill, I'll up and pay my bill

♫ And hit that trail once more

♫ I'm a ridin' down the trail

♫ To Albuquerque

♫ Danged if I'm not feelin' mighty perky

♫ So I'll follow Beaver Creek

♫ Then in just about a week

♫ I'll see the town

♫ Of Albuquerque

(cattle gallops)

(cattle cry)

- I guess we can stop long enough to eat.

They won't miss that bunch for quite a while.

Andy, you and Carl go up ahead and head off them cattle.

Burt, I'll have you build a fire.

(horse gallops)

- Up with 'em!

We're gettin' tried playin' tag with you rustlers.

Now you hombres get on your horses.

We're startin' back.

(gunshot)

- That's showin' him where to head in.

- You're a fine bunch of bad men,

lettin' him ride in and get the drop on ya.

- Well Chief, I-- - Shut up!

Well if it ain't Dave Cassidy.

Outside of Jeff himself,

there ain't nobody I'd rather met up with.

Get me a pencil and a piece of paper.

- What are you gonna do?

- I'm gonna send a friend of mine a Valentine.

(men shouting)

(several gunshots)

(men shouting)

- Wait a minute boys, now wait a minute,

on behalf of my horse and myself, I--

- Oh, we've heard that before.

(laughter)

- Alright, wise guy, just for that,

I'm gonna put you all on night herd.

- Aw, have a heart, it was only a joke.

- Alright, John.

- When do we head for home, Jeff?

- Well just as soon as Dave gets in

with the rest of that cattle.

Say, he's been gone quite a while.

Wonder if anything's happened to him.

- Maybe we should've sent some of the boys with him.

Oh, he'll be along soon.

How about a song while we're waiting?

- Alright, John, what'll it be?

- Shindig. - Shindig?

You hear that, Steve?

Here I go.

("Shindig")

♫ Say have you heard the very latest news

♫ There's big doin's on tonight

♫ Off with your spurs and on with your shoes

♫ We'll do this thing up right

♫ Saddle up your ponies

♫ There's gonna be shindig

♫ Harness up your buck board

♫ And let's get started

♫ Everybody's goin', there's gonna be a shindig

♫ No time to be downhearted

♫ The cryin' you was having, the barbecue

♫ There's gonna be some music and dancin' too

♫ The jitters will be playin' the whole night through

♫ So come on folks, let's see what you can do

♫ Oh saddle up your ponies

♫ There's gonna be a shindig

♫ Harness up your buck board

♫ And let's get started

♫ Everybody's goin', there's gonna be a shindig

♫ No time be downhearted

♫ Saddle up your ponies

♫ There's gonna be a shindig

♫ Harness up your buck board

♫ And let's get started

♫ Everybody's goin, there's gonna be a shindig

♫ No time to be downhearted

♫ The flying

- Hey Jeff, look!

What is it, Jeff?

Jeff, it was a pleasure to meet up

with one of your best friends.

Too bad you weren't along.

If you're still anxious to meet up with me,

I'll be heading north.

The killer, Tom to you.

Who's Tom?

- Do you know him, Jeff?

- Well, what are we waitin' for?

Let's get on his trail.

- Now wait a minute, boys.

This is a personal challenge to me,

and I'm hittin' the trail alone.

You take care of Dave.

(horse gallops)

(several horses gallop)

(several gunshots)

- Keep them cattle movin'!

I'll stop that herd.

Come on, get on.

(cattle gallop and cry)

(horses gallop)

(gunshot)

(gunshot)

(gunshot)

(several horses gallop)

- Hey, wait a minute.

So I ain't good enough to work

for the Lazy B anymore, huh?

- You weren't needed and you got your time.

That's all there is--

- No that ain't all there is to it.

I hear talk that I maybe know somethin' about the wrestlin'

that's been goin' on out at the ranch.

- Maybe you do.

- Well I don't and you know it.

- But we won't argue about that.

- Oh yes we will.

If you wasn't a girl and your old man an invalid,

I'd make somebody eat those words.

- Aren't you bein' a little rough with the lady?

- Who are you and I don't see how this

is any of your business.

- I'm somebody you didn't expect,

and this comes under the heading

of any gentleman's business.

- I got a good mind to...

Oh!

- Don't let me change your mind.

- Haul in your horns, you two mavericks.

This is a law abidin' town, stranger.

We got ways of calmin' down rambunctious pilgrims.

- Just a minute, Sheriff, he's not a stranger.

He's riding for us.

- Well, I didn't know that, Miss Wanda,

but if you vouch for him, I reckon it's alright.

If you can't behave yourself, you stay out of town.

- I'll do the best I can, Sheriff.

- Well, see that you do.

You, Hank, go on about your business.

You know better than to be fightin' like that around town.

- That was right friendly of you, miss.

- Well it wasn't all on your account.

You see, the Lazy B needs some good men.

- I'm sorry, but I'm not lookin' for a job right now.

I've got some private business,

and it's gonna keep me pretty busy for quite some time.

- But I just told the sheriff you were riding for us.

You wouldn't make me out a liar, would you?

- Looks like I got myself a job.

- Well of course if it's gonna make you unhappy.

- Oh I don't figure to be exactly unhappy, miss--

- Then it's a deal?

- It's a deal.

- Let's ride to the ranch.

- Soon as I get my horse.

- Alright.

(singing)

- Now what's that?

- Well, that happens to be Fuzzy Jones,

one of my more artistic boys.

He thinks he's a singer.

- Well, you can't get arrested for thinkin'.

- Oh, that all depends.

- (chuckles) Then I'll own the level.

Does that go with this job?

- I'm afraid so.

- Well,

I guess I can stand it.

(singing)

(hacks)

(guitar strum)

♫ The earth and sky

♫ The clouds on high

♫ Appear to never change

♫ And yet they do

♫ Now

♫ It's true

♫ Although it may

♫ Seem strange

♫ As time

♫ Goes on

♫ The mighty redwoods still

♫ Are growing

♫ As time

♫ Goes on

♫ The oceans still

♫ Go on flowing

♫ Now

♫ In my heart

♫ A feeling all

♫ Aglow

♫ To say

♫ In every way

♫ I know

♫ My love

♫ For you

♫ Is growing too

♫ As time

♫ Goes on

(applause)

- Hello, boys.

(crowd chatter)

- Where'd you catch the middle rock?

- Fuzzy, this is Mister Jeff Peters.

He's just joined our outfit.

- I'm right proud to meet up with another singer.

- Did you say another?

(laughs)

- You know, I'm somewhat of a singer myself.

What do you say we have a duet?

- Oh not now, Fuzzy, I've got to take him up to meet Dad.

You better come along with us, huh?

- We'll get together later.

- We sure will.

- Goodbye. - Goodbye.

- Wanda back from town?

- I don't think so, she's hardly had enough time

to make the trip.

- I suppose I'm foolish to get all upset,

but I'm just a helpless old man in a chair

with nothing to do but worry.

- Don't feel that way, boss.

You've got as many pair of eyes and legs

as you've got boys working for you.

- I know that, Tex,

but with Killer Dane and his gang in this neighborhood,

I can't help worrying when she's out of sight.

- We won't have much trouble getting that hombre.

I got a good look at him.

("Sundown Trail")

Can't be Fuzzy.

He won't be able to sing that good

even when he's an angel.

If and when.

("Sundown Trail")

♫ The land

♫ When we're ridin' down the Sundown Trail

♫ Beneath the heaven's dome

♫ We'll be ridin' to the golden well

♫ That we go down

It's Miss Wanda and Fuzzy

and they're bringing a stranger with them.

- Hello, Dad.

I had a wonderful ride, and here I am back again

all safe and sound.

Did you miss me?

- Why, of course, but who?

- Oh, I'm sorry.

I brought this man back to take Hank Waters place.

- Up with your hands.

- Why Tex, what's the meaning of this?

- I mean he looks mighty like the hombre

that slugged me in the arm, Killer Dane.

- Well I'm not Killer Dane.

You never saw me before in all your life.

- Maybe you ain't dressed the same,

but a man can easily change his clothes.

- Oh mighty glad to know

there's an hombre around here that looks like me.

- You won't be so glad when the boys get through with you.

I don't think they'll even bother to call the sheriff.

- Why Tex, that's ridiculous.

This man's not an outlaw.

I'm sure you're mistaking him for someone else.

- It's a mighty serious charge you're makin', Tex.

You oughtta be all clad sure.

- Well I was sure at first,

but now you've got me sort of flustered.

- If I was Killer Dane, would I come in here

where you could see me?

- I don't know, you might figure that was smart.

- Well it doesn't sound very smart to me.

- Nor to me, either.

(horse gallops)

- Hello, Hank,

- Hiya, Pete, the boss here?

- Yeah, and he ain't any too sweet tempered.

- Yeah, what's the matter with him?

- Some Lazy B cows wasn't set up like he expected 'em to be.

- I done the best I could.

- Hello, Hank.

- What are you doin' here?

- I got canned off of Lazy B.

I don't know how they come to get suspicious.

- You never did have any brains.

What happened to your eye?

- [Hank] I had a fight with a fella in town.

Say Chief, he looked enough like you to be your brother.

- Yeah?

Well maybe he is my brother.

Stranger in town?

- [Hank] Yeah.

- Where they headin' for?

- Well Wanda Brooks told the sheriff

they was ridin' for the Lazy B.

- Ridin' for the Lazy B, huh?

Well I'll get me a look at this hombre,

and if he's who I think he is,

he'll wish he'd never left home.

(horses gallop)

- That's him.

- Sure is.

- Say the word, Chief, and I'll let daylight through him.

- Now wait a minute, this is between him and I.

- What about the girl?

- Never mind the girl, now.

You know what to do?

- Sure, don't worry, Chief.

I'll bring him to you.

(horses gallop)

- I have to ride with you,

but you might at least pretend to enjoy my company.

- I'm sorry, but I've got somethin' on my mind.

- Can't I do anything to help?

- I'm afraid not.

You see, I started out to do a job, and

well I sort of let myself get sidetracked.

- What is it, Jeff?

Can't you tell me?

- No, it's somethin' that doesn't concern anybody but me.

- Oh.

- I'll tell you what,

I'll race you to that tree over there.

- Alright.

(horses gallop)

(laughs)

Well, I won!

- Well you ran a great race.

(laughs)

Say, what's that?

- Where? - That smoke over there.

- [Wanda] I don't know.

- Well we're ridin' over there to find out what that is.

- Alright.

(horses gallop)

- It's rustlers, you ride back to the ranch.

- Alright.

(horse gallops)

- Here he comes.

Get ready, and remember, if I miss,

let him have it.

- Right.

(two gunshots)

(horse gallops)

- Rustlers, Jeff went after them back that way.

- Alright.

(horse gallops)

- Well, you didn't take long gettin' here, did you Jeff?

- I wouldn't disappoint you for anything in the world,

Killer Dane.

- Well now you're here, you're goin' back in a pine box.

- Well that's a matter for discussion.

So you call yourself Killer Dane now, huh?

You never would look a man in the face when you killed him.

- You talk mighty big, good guy.

If you're so good, holster your gun

and step out in the open with me

and we'll finish this thing off right now.

- Suits me.

Let me see your hands out there before you.

Alright, come on out.

(gunshot)

(two gunshots)

(horse gallops)

(horse gallops)

- Jeff, are you hurt bad?

- No, he only creased me.

Where's my horse?

- Oh, never mind your horse, now.

Don't chase them because you'll only get in an ambush.

Come on, let's get back to the ranch.

(horses gallop)

- Jeff, you're hurt.

- Oh, not very badly.

- Did you see Killer Dane?

- Well no, didn't get a good look at him,

but he moved around too much.

- Well I saw him, but not nearly as much as I'm going to.

I've got a bone to pick with this Killer Dane.

- Alright, you can pick your bone later,

but right now, you're gonna come home

and let me put a proper dressing on.

The idea of using Fuzzy's dirty old handkerchief

on an open wound.

- Look here, Miss Wanda,

he ain't gonna catch nothin' from me.

I take a bath regularly, once a month.

- Whether you need it or not, huh?

- Sure.

(laughs)

- Come on, we'd better go.

Dad?

- Yes, honey?

- Do you think there's any chance of Jeff being Killer Dane?

- Why, of course not.

He wouldn't be here long if I did.

- Oh I wish Tex would get over the idea that he is.

(man singing)

(guitar strum)

- I wish Fuzzy'd learn to sing or strangle to death.

- He sounds like he will any minute. (laughs)

(man singing)

(guitar strum)

♫ Do

- Here, let me have that.

Now listen carefully.

(guitar strums)

♫ Do re mi

♫ Fa so la

♫ Ti do

Now you think you can do that?

- Let me try that.

(guitar strums)

♫ Do

♫ Re mi

♫ Fa so

♫ La ti

(squeaks)

(coughs)

- Are you alright, Fuzzy?

- Oh.

- Say, you seem to have a little trouble

gettin' into the do, don't you?

- Oh, I always have that trouble.

♫ Do re

♫ Mi fa

♫ So la

♫ Ti do

Oh, that's enough work for me.

I'm all tired out.

I'll rest while you sing.

- Tire kinda easy, don't you partner?

- Yeah, you sing kinda easy.

Come on boy, hop on this tune.

- Alright.

("Sundown Trail")

♫ When I'm ridin' down the Sundown Trail

♫ And heavens lose their blue

♫ I am dreamin' of the days I knew

♫ And trails I rode with you

♫ When I'm ridin' down Sundown Trail

♫ The prairie lands so fair

♫ I am dreamin' that I see you there

♫ The sunlight on your hair

♫ You are such a sweet companion

♫ As we rode through sage and sand

♫ Up the mesa, down the canyon

♫ Just trailin' round the land

♫ When I'm ridin' down the Sundown Trail

♫ Although you're far away

♫ I am dreamin' I can hear you say

♫ You'll soon be home

♫ To stay

(clapping)

- Oh, that was lovely.

You really have a beautiful voice.

- Oh, it's nothin' out of the ordinary.

- Aw, he's just a shrinkin' violet.

He knows dog gone well.

- Won't you sit down?

- Alright, but just for a minute.

- Mind if I sit down?

- How's your head?

- Well, I'm-- - Thanks.

- Afraid I'm gonna live.

- As I was sayin', if Jeff and I

could get together and sing some, why we could just--

- I guess I'll have to go out and get myself shot up again.

- Silly.

- Now take us three talkin' here, for instance.

- You know, I don't know when I've enjoyed a woman

the way I have this one.

(coughs)

- [Wanda] I think you're talking a lot of nonsense.

- You said it.

- Well, you know when you feel extra happy,

you sorta like to talk nonsense.

- Oh I see.

Do you feel extra happy?

- Yeah, kinda.

- Pardon,

there's a fella over here I don't know.

- Hey Fuzzy, come on back sometime.

We'll have another little chat.

- Yeah?

Well don't hold your breath.

- Do you think he's mad at us?

- Oh no, he's just having a little trouble with his music,

that's all. (laughs)

- Isn't there something between you and Killer Dane?

Would,

would you care to tell me what it is?

- He's my half brother.

- Your half brother?

- Yeah you see, we never did get along together.

He went with a pretty tough crowd,

and he hated me because I tried to reform him,

then he went from bad to worse.

Finally he murdered my best friend.

Shot him in the back.

Managed to get away and

I've been lookin' for him ever since.

- Oh, I'm sorry.

Why don't you go to the law?

- No.

- Take extra care of shipping that herd, Tex.

I can't afford to lose anymore cattle.

- Don't worry, the boys will give

any wrestler a hot welcome.

Jeff Peters said he was leaving for a few days.

- Yes, he said there was a matter he had to take care of.

- Did he say what it was?

- No, and I didn't ask him.

- Oh, well you're the boss.

- I wish you'd get the sheriff to help you.

- Don't you worry, I can take care of myself.

Remember, I'm right fond of me.

Wanda,

I'm not particularly proud of the fact

that Killer Dane is my half brother.

I'd just assume the news didn't get around.

- Don't worry, I won't say anything about it.

- Thanks.

- Jeff, don't you need a chore boy?

I'd make quite good company.

And besides, we'd be a swell duet.

- I'm sorry, Fuzzy, but the business I'm goin' on

won't require any singin', but if I did need somebody,

you'd sure fill the bill.

- Thanks.

(horse gallops)

♫ Do

♫ Do

♫ Do

♫ Do

♫ Re

♫ Mi

♫ Fa so

♫ La ti

♫ Do

(gurgles)

I got my suspicions of a man that don't crave music.

- And I got my suspicions of a man

that doesn't crave company.

- What do you mean?

- What do you think I mean?

- Oh, I ain't got no time for guessin' riddles, skip it.

(several horses gallop)

- They'll know you, Hank.

You better get out of sight.

- Right.

(two gunshots)

(several gunshots)

- Don't tell me that ain't Jeff Peters.

(several gunshots)

(several horses gallop)

- Killer, you're the spittin' image of Jeff.

- Yeah, that's what they'll think.

(laughs)

- Wait'll they see that guy.

(laughs)

(several horses gallop)

- Boys, take care of Jim, then bring the herd in.

I'm riding on ahead.

There can't be any doubt about it.

All the boys saw him just as plain as you see me.

- That can't be true.

- Why can't it?

- Because,

because Killer Dane is Jeff's half brother.

He told me.

- And the killer sometimes wears the same clothes

and rides the same horse.

- Dad, Dad, I know Jeff is not the killer.

- I'm afraid Tex is right, that half brother story

was probably just a story.

- Reckon I'd better ride to town and notify the sheriff.

I'm more than convinced he's Killer Dane.

- Yes, do that right away.

- I sure hope we're the ones that find him.

- Nothing will ever make me believe

that Jeff is Killer Dane.

- Somethin' tells me you're crazy,

but I believe just the same as you do.

- Oh I know I'm right,

and I've got to find Jeff and warn him.

- That's a good idea.

The boys are kind of riled up,

and they're liable to act kinda hasty if he rides in.

- Well you stay with him just in case they do find him.

- Alright.

(horse trots)

- Well a couple more raids like that,

and the whole country will be ready to hang him on site.

- It sure will.

I wonder what that Brooks girl thinks

of her pet meadowlark by now.

- I wonder.

You better ride into town, keep your ears open.

- OK, Chief.

(several horses gallop)

- There he is, boys!

(several gunshots)

(horses gallop)

I was lookin' for you, Killer Dane.

- What makes you think I'm Killer Dane?

- I'm not thinkin' anymore, I know it.

Sorry you happened along, sheriff.

We'd have saved you a lot of trouble.

- I did happen along, and you boys will bare in mind

that this man belongs to the law.

- Well it's too bad you boys got excited

and started shootin'.

I would've waited down there for you to come up and hang me.

- Alright, let's get goin'.

(horses trot)

- Jeff!

Jeff!

Jeff!

(horse gallops)

- Hi, boss.

- Keep out of sight.

There's a girl following me.

She rides up, but she don't ride down, see?

- I get ya.

(horse gallops)

- Jeff!

Jeff!

Jeff!

Well why didn't you wait for me?

I shouted until I was hoarse.

- I thought I heard somebody shoutin',

but I wasn't sure.

- Why you're not Jeff.

- That was your idea, I never said I was.

- Then you must be--

- Yeah you're right, Killer Dane.

I never asked you to bust in here,

but now you're here,

well you might as well stay for a little visit.

No, come on.

- I hear the law men grabbed Killer Dane.

- Yeah, we finally caught up with him.

- Well everybody knows he's guilty.

Why fool around with a trial?

- That's what I say.

- We got Killer Dane now the chance to make sure of it.

If you do a job yourself, you know it's done right.

- Why don't you leave it to the law?

- No, I say Hank's got the right idea.

- Sure, let's do it ourselves.

- Crowd's in a pretty reckless frame of mind.

Frankly, I'm worried.

- He won't try to take a prisoner away from me.

- I don't know about that.

You didn't hear the talk like I did.

(hisses)

(hisses)

- [Fuzzy] Jeff, Jeff, sing like you never sang before

and make it loud.

♫ I'm a ridin' down the trail

♫ To Albuquerque

- [Deputy] Hey, stop that racket.

- No law against a man singin', is there, Deputy?

- Well, none that I ever heard of.

- Well, then I'm singin'.

- Well go ahead and sing.

♫ I'm a ridin' down the trail

♫ To Albuquerque

♫ My saddle bags are filled

♫ With beans and jerky

♫ I have traveled up and down

♫ And now I aim to see the town

♫ To see the town of Albuquerque

♫ I wanna see the lights and all the pretty sights

♫ And hear the traffic's roar

♫ When I get my fill, I'll up and pay my bill

♫ And hit that trail once more

♫ I'm a ridin' down the trail to Albuquerque

♫ Danged if I'm not feelin'

♫ Mighty perky

♫ So I'll follow Beaver Creek

♫ And in just about a week

♫ I'll see the town of Albuquerque

♫ I'm a ridin' down the trail to Albuquerque

♫ My saddle bags are filled

♫ With beans and jerky

♫ I have traveled up and down

♫ Now I aim to see the town

♫ To see the town of Albuquerque

♫ I wanna see the lights, all the pretty lights

♫ And hear the traffic's roar

♫ When I get my fill, I'll up and pay my bill

♫ And hit the trail once more

♫ I'm a ridin' down the trail

♫ To Albuquerque

♫ Danged if I'm not feelin'

♫ Mighty perky

♫ So I'll follow Beaver Creek

♫ And in just about a week

♫ I'll see the town of Albuquerque

♫ I'm a ridin'

♫ Down the trail

♫ To Albuquerque

♫ My saddle bags are filled

♫ With beans and jerky

♫ I have traveled up and down

♫ Now I aim to see the town

♫ To see the town of Albuquerque

♫ I want to see the sights

♫ And all the pretty lights

♫ And hear the traffic's roar

♫ When I get my fill

♫ I'll up and pay my bill

♫ And hit that trail once more

♫ I'm a ridin' down the trail

♫ To Albuquerque

♫ Danged if I'm not feelin'

♫ Mighty perky

♫ So I'll follow Beaver Creek

♫ And in just

♫ I'll see the town

♫ Of Albuquerque

- Have you got any sense?

He'll make dead sure of Killer Dane right now,

while you got him.

Tex yeah, your outfit can't have any love for him.

- No, we've got no love for him.

- Well, what are we waitin' for?

(men shouting)

(crowd chatter)

- We all feel friendly towards you, Sheriff,

but we mean to get Killer Dane.

- You all know that I've sworn to uphold the law

and I'm going to do it.

- Take him, men.

Tex, you and Sam come with me.

(crowd chatter)

(rapid violin playing)

- Why he was there a minute ago.

He was singin' and I was playin' and...

(crowd chatter)

- Hey Jeff, you better hit leather and take this,

you might need it.

- Thanks, Fuzzy.

I'll teach you to sing like a meadowlark for this.

- Oh boy.

- He's gone.

(crowd chatter)

- I'll get some of the boys.

We'll go after him, boys.

(dramatic orchestral music)

(horses gallop)

(three gunshots)

(horses gallop)

- He went that way.

- Follow his trail, men.

I'll double around.

(horses gallop)

(dramatic orchestral music)

- Kinda nice, havin' a woman cook your grub for you.

Kinda homey.

- Well you'd better enjoy it a lot

because it's going to be

the most expensive meal you ever ate.

- I don't worry about cost.

I never pay.

(dramatic orchestral music)

(door slams)

- Oh, so we've set up housekeeping, have we?

(dramatic orchestral music)

- What do you mean, we?

- Well we means you and me.

(punches)

- Get out!

And stay out!

(dramatic orchestral music)

(three gunshots)

- What's a matter, Chief?

- Get him out of here.

(dramatic orchestral music)

- Hey boss, how'd you get up the trail without me?

Say, you're not the killer.

- Now that we're nice and cozy just you and me--

- Don't move, Tom.

- Oh Jeff, I was so frightened.

- I'm certainly surprised to see you here, honey.

Tell me about it later.

I wouldn't do that, Tom.

Take my horse and ride to the boys.

- Aren't you coming?

- I have waited too long for this opportunity.

Now please do as I say, honey.

You'll find my horse outside.

- Oh Jeff, please.

- Oh you couldn't lose me if you wanted to.

On your way.

- Alright.

(door shuts)

(dramatic orchestral music)

- Well Tom, you thought you were pretty smart

when you had me framed for a crime that you committed,

something you didn't have a backbone to face.

Well I spent four long years in jail thinking of this day,

and my only consolation has been

that sooner or later, I'd catch up with you.

Off with your hardware and take your medicine.

(dramatic orchestral music)

(crash)

(crash)

(crash)

(dramatic orchestral music)

(several horses gallop)

(crash)

(crash)

(dramatic orchestral music)

(crash)

(crash)

(horses gallop)

(crash)

(crash)

(horses gallop)

(crash)

(horses gallop)

(crash)

(horses gallop)

- Seems like there's a powerful amount of racket

goin' on in there.

We'd better go in and investigate.

(horses gallop)

(thuds)

(horses gallop)

(dramatic orchestral music)

(several gunshots)

- Jeff!

Jeff, open the door!

Jeff?

- Hello, Wanda.

- Oh!

Oh Tex, he's hurt, do something.

- Well honey, I told you I'd have to go out

and get myself all messed up again.

- Well see that you don't make a habit of it.

Say, where are you taking me?

- Well if we were gonna get married,

then I'd like to have you with me.

(chuckles)

- Well, you've got something there.

- Hey Jeff, Jeff!

Could I get you to indulge

in a little melody before you leave?

- I don't think I can make it, Fuzzy.

The spirit is willing,

but the flesh is pretty badly shocked.

- Oh gee, you never can tell what you can do if you try.

You know, you sang yourself out of jail once.

- Listen, go away, will ya?

(romantic orchestral music)

♫ You are such a sweetheart

♫ As we ride through sage and sand

♫ Up the mesa, down the canyon

♫ Just trailin' round the land

♫ Ridin' down the Sundown Trail

♫ Beneath the heaven's dome

♫ We'll be ridin' to the old