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Yaquito will ride with you till Las Palomas.

He knows the road.

I rode in here alone, Don Felipe.

I'll leave the same way.

That's right, Yaquito. Keep smiling.

All I wanted was a good night's sleep.

"Maverick."

Starring Jack Kelly and Roger Moore.

Produced by Warner Brothers.

A Warner Brothers Television Production.

- Did you find the marshal? - He's not anywhere around town.

Well, somebody better get Don Felipe out of that game.

Them sharpies are skinning him alive.

Well, Don Felipe is a grown man.

Well, maybe so, but he ain't no poker player when he's sober.

And now he's drinkin'.

I guess he figures he has a right to hang one on

after what happened today.

Well, I-I've gotta find Merrill Lambert or somebody.

It seems to me I've, uh, heard of this Don Felipe, uh..

- Don Felipe Archuleta. - Oh.

'He owns the Santa Rita Grande'

'in the southern part of the territory.'

He's one of them, uh, blue-blooded hidalgos.

'But he's alright.'

Thanks.

I'll raise 200.

I'll see that raise.

Bump you 500 more.

I call.

Cards.

I stand.

I take one.

I think I'd like my card from the top.

What do you mean?

I mean, you dealt from the bottom.

Nobody calls me a cheat.

You're wearin' a gun, use it.

I would not give scum such as you that pleasure.

And don't call me scum..

Drop the gun, dog.

Salud, Don Felipe.

Well, my health and my gratitude are yours, señor.

I don't believe we've met. I'm Don Felipe Archuleta.

Maverick. Bart Maverick.

Uh, what are we gonna do with these, uh, scum?

- Let them go. - Hm?

Don't soil your hands with them.

And now, señor will you join me for some refreshment?

Coffee.

Yes, coffee.

Coffee is what I could use.

The Santa Rita Grande has been in the possession of my family

for over 200 years.

When your government annexed New Mexico

they refused to recognize

the original terms of the grant.

And today, in court, that decision was upheld.

Forgive my ill manners, señor.

I grow a little emotional on this subject.

Will you be in Santa Fe long?

For a week, then I'm off to El Paso.

I see.

Patron, the horses, they are ready.

Muy bien, Yaquito.

We are returning. Going back home.

I prefer to travel at night.

Once again, let me thank you.

It was nothing.

If you're ever in the vicinity of Hacienda Santa Rita

you must accept my hospitality.

I will. Thank you.

I truly mean that.

And again, many thanks.

Pleasant journey, Don Felipe.

Hasta luego.

Whoa-ho!

Yeah, I think I'll perch up there alongside you

old timer, when we leave here.

What gave you that notion?

Well, could be I get a little lonesome

sittin' in there all by myself.

You passengers always are gripin'.

It's either too crowded or too much room or the roads are...

I shouldn't have mentioned it.

Here, hurry up and change my teams.

I don't wanna grow roots here.

Like it or not, but you're gonna be here for a while, Jake.

All runs are being halted.

- The schedule's suspended. - For how long?

Well, who knows. Day, week, until this trouble's over.

Uh, pardon me, what trouble are you talkin' about?

Apache war parties between here and El Paso.

Really?

Say, mister, you look like a gambler to me.

Well, I've been known to indulge.

Well, don't indulge on these premises.

Company orders.

We don't want our passengers goin' broke on our hands.

It seems a little unreasonable

denying a man of an innocent pastime.

Well, you'll find somethin' else to do.

Like what?

Hunting prairie dogs, perhaps?

Say, wait a minute.

Isn't that Santa Rita Grande somewhere near here?

Yeah. It starts right over that ridge.

Extends clean to the border.

Where's the main hacienda?

Mm, about eight miles from here.

Yeah. You got a saddled horse I could use?

- I suppose so. - That's fine.

I'll get a few things out of my bag and be on my way.

Tonight, for a change, I'm gonna sleep in a bed.

Hello, anybody home?

Hello to the house!

Don't you remember me?

Uh, uh, could you point that another way, please?

What you want?

'Who is it, Yaquito?'

Señor Maverick.

I hope I'm, uh, not intruding.

Well, of course not.

Come in.

Thank you.

You're always welcome at Hacienda Santa Rita.

Mm, Yaquito, take care of Señor Maverick's horse.

I, uh, I don't think he likes me.

Yaquito neither likes nor dislikes.

He has only loyalty... to me.

Well, that's very commendable.

You have a beautiful place here, Don Felipe.

Well, it's a very lonely place at the moment, Señor Maverick.

My mother and my sisters

are at Theodad, Chihuahua, for the summer.

A family custom.

The rest of our people are with the herds in the hills.

Oh.

What brings you to our part of the country?

Well, I was on my way to El Paso

but they stopped all the stages.

It seems the Apaches are on one of their

we-hate-everybody campaigns again.

So I remembered your most cordial invitation.

- And, well... - I see.

You must be very tired from your long journey.

- Yeah. - Come in to the house.

Thank you.

♪ Camptown ladies sing this song ♪

♪ Doo-da doo-da ♪

♪ Camptown racetrack five miles long ♪

♪ Oh doo-da day ♪♪♪

Ow!

Watch where you aim that thing.

Yaquito aim very good.

Uh, you can say that again.

Yaquito aim very good.

Uh, uh, no more hot water. Thank you.

Mamacita serve dinner in one hour. You be ready.

Uh, yeah, I-I'll be ready.

Don Arturo Archuleta.

Aide-de-camp to Juan de Onate.

First governor of this territory.

The date was 1597.

Don Arturo received the original grant.

His son built this house.

It's interesting.

We usually think of New Mexico as, uh

well, sort of a young frontier just becoming civilized.

A hundred years before the United States

was even conceived, this territory was settled.

'A pleasant way of life was evolved.'

But now your gringo government seems intent

upon destroying that way of life.

It is your government now, Don Felipe.

Things will be adjusted.

I was once proud when we came under your flag.

- 'I'm no longer so sure.' - Ah..

Aren't there legal steps that you can take?

The courts are a farce.

Already I have lost one-third, one-third of my holdings

'to Yankee interests.'

What about Washington?

Washington gives us no satisfaction.

Mexico City gave us more justice.

No, Mamacita, it is enough.

Uh, uh, the dinner was delicious, Mamacita.

De nada, señor.

Hm..

You'll resume your journey in the morning?

Ah. I suppose so.

Well, it's a pity you can't see Santa Rita at its best

but with everyone away..

You must want a good rest

so that you can leave early in the morning.

Uh..

I'm sorry I can't offer you any entertainment

but as you see, I live rather simply here.

Of course.

Oh, you'll find periodicals

in both Spanish and English in your room

well, if you care to read.

Uh, Don Felipe.

Don't brood about this. I always go to bed early.

Goodnight.

'Don Felipe!'

'Don Felipe!'

'Don Felipe, let us in. Open the door!'

Soledad, what're you doing here? I thought you were at home.

Don Manuel. Where are the others?

- They are late for the meeting. - Later.

We talk later, Felipe.

I must receive attention. I've been wounded.

I do not need assistance.

I'm always glad to see you

but you shouldn't have come here at this time.

Let us go inside.

Is it very bad, Felipe?

No, I don't think so, but he has lost some blood.

Mamacita, bring some brandy.

The bullet is lodged near the bone.

Can you?

I will try.

He will recover.

Rapidly, with some rest.

You're still not getting, um..

At the moment, he's a little, well, intoxicated

with some of the brandy.

But with a few hours' sleep, he should be alright.

Mamacita, watch him.

And now, tell me what happened.

Perhaps you should tell me. I'm only your betrothed.

What you and my father do is no concern of mine.

- Yet I suffer the consequences. - All in good time, querido.

All in good time. But who shot Don Manuel?

Don Roberto Lopez or some of his men.

Lopez?

It's impossible. He's one of us.

- You think I lie? - No, no.

Of course not, querido.

What happened?

We stopped at the Lopez ranch.

I was to stay there while father came here.

Well, there was a violent argument.

Father rushed me out and we left.

There was a pursuit.

Someone shot him before we got away.

Oh, Felipe, I want to know what's going on.

I cannot tell you now.

I'll not marry someone who won't trust in me.

Our engagement is broken now!

Soledad, you must trust me.

Get your hands off me!

'You won't confide in me while my own father is being hunted'

like a wild beast. And they'd even come here, but you have...

- I'd never let them. - I said, let me go!

Soledad, you must believe me. I cannot confide in you.

Then surely you don't want someone for a wife

you can't confide in. Let me go!

The wedding banns have not been posted.

I'll never marry you. I hate you!

- Who is it? - 'It's I, Don Felipe.'

Come on in. Don't knock the door down.

Ah..

I must ask you to leave, Señor Maverick.

Huh? Is it morning y..

There's no time for an explanation.

You must leave at once.

Well, uh, if this is a sample of your hospitality

'I'm only too happy to leave.'

- You have my deepest apologies. - Well, it's fine.

Uh, do I have time to get dressed

or you're gonna throw me out like this?

Yaquito will have your horse saddled and ready.

Um..

By leaving now, you'll lose only a few hours' sleep.

If you wait..

It may be your life.

You've made your point, Don Felipe. Don't stretch it.

Uh..

Yaquito will ride with you till Las Palomas.

He knows the road.

I rode in here alone, Don Felipe.

I'll leave the same way.

As you wish.

Have a safe journey.

Thank you.

That's right, Yaquito. Keep smiling.

Uh, they-they followed us here.

Lie down, father. You're safe here.

They intend to kill me. Ah..

All I wanted was a good night's sleep.

I deeply regret this incident, Señor Maverick.

I had hoped you would have left in time.

That's no Apache war party out there.

Those fellows shoot too straight.

Do you mind tellin' me what's goin' on around here?

That's a private matter. Does not concern you.

Doesn't concern me?

Look, mister, when somebody starts throwin' lead at me

it becomes my concern.

I'm sorry, but I cannot discuss the matter further.

Somebody better start givin' me some answers.

I don't like being made a clay pigeon...

I suggest you talk without the use of your hands.

Yaquito does not like it.

I don't approve of what's goin' on around here myself.

Well, you have a right to be angry.

For no fault of your own, you find your life in jeopardy.

My life? I'd say it was your life, too.

Look, there's a small army out there.

Truth of the matter is, your hacienda's in a state of siege.

'Don Felipe, do you hear me?'

'It is I, Lopez!'

I hear you, Don Roberto.

I want to talk with you under a flag of truce.

Since when do you and I need a flag of truce to talk?

'Since Don Manuel betrayed us.'

I will talk..

Outside the wall.

I'm going with you.

'Well, don't give me that fisheye.'

I have a stake in this, too.

- My life. Remember? - As you wish.

Yaquito, guard the house well.

And now, Señor Maverick

'if you insist on involving yourself in my affair..'

Señor Americano, our ways are not yours.

We handle things ourselves. Ourselves alone.

But you're declaring war. Somebody's likely to get hurt.

Me, for instance.

Your position is unfortunate, but the solution is simple.

It is up to Felipe.

You make serious charges against Don Manuel.

He betrayed us. Misappropriated the funds we raised.

Our cause meant nothing to him.

I do not believe that.

He was to have purchased the arms a month ago.

He did, but they went to those rebels in Sonora.

He hopes to become el presidente de Mexico

through his revolution.

Our problem of money merely set him up in business for himself.

You have proof?

The dying statement of Capitan Ruiz

of the Sonora garrison

one of the officers Don Manuel recruited with our money.

Dying statement? And where did he die?

At the foot of my hacienda wall.

Very bravely, without a blindfold.

We recovered a small part of the gun shipment.

This war business

'is that what you have in mind for Don Manuel?'

There will be a judgment.

How does a judgment differ from a trial?

I do not have the time to explain our customs

in detail to you.

The way I see it, Don Manuel just swindled you fellows

out of a bundle of cash. For what, I don't know.

But no American court would pass the death sentence for that.

In case it slipped your mind, this is American territory.

I said our ways were different.

For betrayal, we demand death.

The night grows short, Felipe.

I realize the predicament you're in.

'Don Manuel is the father of your betrothed.'

But Soledad will understand.

Ortiz and Vallejo will be here any moment.

If you do not surrender Don Manuel, we will attack.

Attack me? Hmph. Don't be foolish.

My hacienda is as strong as a fort.

You cannot breach the walls.

True, the walls are thick, but we have a remedy for that.

I hope you make the right decision, Felipe.

What I told Lopez was true.

This house was built to withstand attack.

The walls are two-feet thick.

Well, if necessary, each room can be cut off and defended.

We can hold out here indefinitely.

Lopez didn't seem to be impressed.

- I wonder why. - I wish I knew.

Here, patron, come quick.

They're making the first move.

Get him, Yaquito.

That's a pretty good shot in bad light.

Just my luck to be caught up in the middle of a local feud.

And why should that bother you, Señor Maverick?

If we kill each other off, it'll make it easier for you gringos

to steal our land, isn't that true?

You know, for a man who needs some friends

you're just brimmin' over with charm.

This fella shoot pretty good, too, huh?

Yeah, that fella shoot pretty good, too.

Him take potshot from tree. I get him next time he shoot.

Those fellas want just one thing, don't they?

I think they made that very clear.

Don Manuel is the man they want.

Yeah.

You don't think it might be a good idea

well, just to save wear and tear to, uh, well, maybe...

- Throw him to the wolves. - No, I didn't say that.

But maybe he might be persuaded to give himself...

There's such a thing as the law of hospitality.

Well, that didn't stop you from throwin' me out of here

in the middle of the night.

Señor Maverick, I turned you out

to try and save your life.

I'm keeping Don Manuel here to save his.

Do you feel well enough to talk, Don Manuel?

I have survived worse wounds.

The gunfire, are they preparing to attack?

Yes. And I think you know why.

We'll talk later in privacy.

I'm afraid we must talk now.

Not in Soledad's presence.

Since your actions have placed her life in danger

I think she's entitled to know the reasons.

Don Roberto says you have betrayed us.

He lies. He makes false accusations against me.

I had to flee his ranch with Soledad.

But Ortiz and Vallejo believe his accusations.

They are joining him out there.

So they believe the ravings of Don Roberto. I can't help that.

Don Manuel

did you purchase the arms with the money we raised?

Of course.

Have you recruited the necessary fighting force?

The best, the regular army.

For use here or in Mexico?

Nonsense. Here, of course. They wait to do my bidding.

Don't you mean our bidding?

My bidding! I'm the man they rally around.

Don Manuel! Yankee fighter! Gringo hater!

You, Lopez and the others, you did not believe me

when I told you there was no justice in the Yankee courts.

Now that you've seen the truth

you're ready to accept my course of action!

But it is my bidding!

Do you have to excite him?

- More coffee, Don Manuel? - No.

I'll take a cup, Mamacita..

With just a touch of sugar.

I always drink lots of coffee

especially when I keep late hours.

I don't believe I've had the pleasure yet, ma'am.

I'm Bart Maverick.

This is Señorita Soledad Lozaro.

- Señorita. - This is her father.

Don Manuel.

Yankee fighter and gringo hater.

Eavesdropping is repulsive, Señor Maverick.

So is treason. They can throw you in jail for that.

What is this gringo doing here?

He's my guest.

'He was also my companion when I spoke with Don Roberto.'

But I believe he's a gentleman

and will consider what he learned to be confidential.

- Treason is never confidential. - I do not like that word...

- What'd you like to call it? - What am I to do?

Stand idly by while they steal my lands?

This army of Don Manuel's, were you planning a revolution?

'Well, that is, before Don Manuel put his own... '

Revolutions have been tried before.

Your own country was founded that way.

After all other methods failed.

They've also failed in my case

and in the case of all the others

who've seen their lands stolen by your government.

Felipe, you haven't taken this to the highest courts.

Gringo talk.

Legal nonsense.

And you, señor, you seem to be a traitor to treason.

How dare you?

If this is true..

Then nothing could be more despicable.

Don Roberto says you have betrayed our trust, sold us out.

'And he has no cause to lie.'

You can't talk that way to my father.

Whatever he did, he had good reason.

Quiet, Soledad.

Alright.

It's true.

'I did use the money to raise an army in Mexico.'

But you're behaving stupidly, Felipe.

You're perfectly willing to stage a small demonstration

for the sake of a few miserable acres

in a country where you are an alien..

But you reject a revolution

that can sweep you to great power in your native land.

My revolution.

You have betrayed us.

But I have given you my hospitality.

And that includes my sanctuary.

And I will not betray that trust..

'...if we must die for it.'

I-I need no protection from you, Felipe Archuleta.

'If I saw fit to leave here, which I don't'

'those men would not harm me.'

I'm afraid that's not quite true, ma'am.

The first thing we asked Don Roberto

was safe passage out of here for you and me.

But they won't let anyone leave here

afraid we might bring back help and spoil their plans.

Patron, all is quiet. No sign of the attackers.

So? They are still out there. What do you want?

Think maybe now you want me go find help?

If anyone could get through that ring, you could, Yaquito.

- Then I go. - No, no.

'They will shoot you off the wall'

the moment you appear.

I not go over wall. I go under wall.

Back by statue.

Mamacita, she threw our kitchen water.

Ground, much soft. Brick, much loose.

'Lot of brush outside wall.'

I dig out. I crawl through wall.

'I run down that arroyo.'

'Night or day, nobody see me.'

We have horses in a pasture near here.

No, Yaquito. When the attack comes, we will need every gun.

Perhaps later on, Yaquito.

But, Felipe, that's one of the only chance...

Brace up, Señor Maverick.

As I said, we can hold out here for a month if necessary.

Don Roberto doesn't seem to agree.

- He was awfully confident. - Go back, Yaquito.

It's not safe to leave the sala undefended.

And you, Don Manuel.

You had better come, too.

Are you coming, Señor Maverick?

Uh, if you don't mind, I'll stay here

and have some of that coffee.

You'd better have it now.

When the attack comes, Mamacita will hide herself

in the chimney.

What is it you wish to tell me?

You'd better join us.

In a moment, Felipe. I want to talk to my father.

Well?

This time you went too far.

You've ruined all of us.

If this is all you have to say, you may as well remain silent.

Oh, no, father. I've been silent too long.

I should have spoken when I began to guess

what you were planning months ago.

What kind of a daughter are you

to call your father to account?

You've never dared speak to me this way before.

Where did you learn the art of insolence

the call of disobedience?

What would your mother say if she were alive

and heard your words of scorn, scorn for your father...

She would have much to say, but not against me.

My mother set great value on the name you gave her.

It would break her heart to learn what you're doing to it.

The name of Lozaro will yet ring through Mexico

with a trumpet call.

No.

It'll be drowned out by the cries

of the people you've betrayed, the men you called your friends.

This talk is futile.

I cannot explain to you my motives, my ambitions

and my goals.

I cannot explain them to you

because you would not understand.

What is it you want of me, Soledad?

All I want is to be proud of you.

What are you doing, señor?

I hope you won't give me away.

Why do you make the hole here?

Uh, so that Lopez's men won't make a hole in my hide.

Uh, I guess I can tell you my secret.

I'm afraid of loud noises like gunfire.

I think my mother was scared by a Texan.

Pobrecito! Poor fellow.

I know how you feel.

I too get scared by the noisy pistolas.

I run and hide.

Oh, no. Tsk tsk tsk.

Uh, then maybe you can help me.

Por cierto, señor, but how?

You keep digging this hole right here.

Uh, pry out all those loose bricks.

Don Felipe will miss me if I stay away too long.

Then when you get the hole big enough for me to escape

you come in and tell me

so that I can vamoose before the attack starts.

Uh, Mamacita if you dig the hole big enough

I'll take you with me.

There may be a way for you and your father to escape.

- Well, Señor Maverick... - Shh.

Did you hear Yaquito a while ago?

Si.

Well, that hole in the wall is being dug right now.

As soon as it's ready, I'll get you and Don Manuel out somehow.

Well, not I.

- You go with father. - What?

I know you condemn him.

He's full of ambition and intrigue

but he doesn't deserve to be killed like an animal.

Now, look, lady, I don't condemn anybody

but I do say your father's got to escape if he can.

The minute he's gone, Don Roberto will have no reason

to continue his siege.

And your father can save more lives than his own.

Now, why don't you wanna escape with him?

I-I must stay with Felipe.

Felipe?

Well, you said you hated him. You were throwing things at him.

I always fight with Felipe.

I love him very much.

So the hidalgo prepares for the end.

No quarter asked, none given.

One should not consider defeat

until the battle has been joined, señor.

I'd rather not consider the battle at all.

I, uh, I hope, you'll forgive a practical suggestion

in this world where the grand gesture is routine.

By all means.

Mamacita is making an opening through the wall.

- With whose permission? - Well, I took the liberty.

'Now, if you'll just lead your people out of here'

'we can be halfway to Santa Fe before we're missed.'

No objective, no attack. Simple.

Archuleta does not turn his back on the enemy.

And an ostrich sticks his head in the sand.

I have no time for your English riddles.

Alright, I'll put it in simple American.

Because of your unrealistic code, a lot of innocent people

are gonna be killed around here tomorrow.

Like you?

Like Soledad and Mamacita for two.

Bullets aren't selective.

You people cling so tenaciously to life.

We have been taught there are worse things

than to die for a cause.

Cause.

A bunch of stubborn, sulking hotheads

decide to kill each other

over a deluded old man they despise.

That's a cause?

You Americans have no idea of these matters.

You have a short memory, Don Felipe.

I heard a tale of some Americans

who died at Valley Forge and Gettysburg

'for a cause they believed in.'

And there was a little skirmish at a Texas church

a place called the Alamo.

- I remain here. - Alright, stay and die.

But let me take those who wanna leave with me.

I think you hide your real motives

with your concern for others.

How's that again?

Let me put it to you in plain American.

I think you want to go because you're a yellow dog.

The odds tomorrow will be bad enough, Don Felipe

without us increasing them.

The sun is up.

Do you see anything out there?

Not yet.

What can they be waiting for?

They haven't fired a shot for an hour.

Is that good or bad?

It is neither.

They will attack soon.

How long will you pretend to hold them off?

Father, how can you say such a thing?

He has conspired with him, he is going to surrender me

after he makes a gallant stand for your benefit.

You know that's not true.

'He wants to humiliate me'

see me beg for my life.

But I'm not afraid.

They are a pack of coyotes out there.

I will fire the first shot at them.

'Don Felipe, listen to me!'

- What do you want? - It is past dawn.

I will give you one minute to deliver Don Manuel.

No, Felipe, don't put me before the firing squad.

Don't give me over! Don't give me over!

I will protect you, Don Manuel.

As long as you're within these walls, I will protect you.

Now, calm yourself.

Bring him some brandy. Quickly.

And you, señor, go to the kitchen

and make sure Mamacita has barricaded it well.

You're probably ashamed, preciosa. I understand.

You can't possibly understand.

Blasting powder. That's what Lopez was talking about.

You get out of here with your father.

It is our only chance, Soledad.

When Don Roberto discovers that I'm gone

he will cease the attack.

Go on, father.

Don't make me more ashamed of you than I am already.

- Ashamed of me? - Go!

You would not be ashamed of me if I were a dishonored corpse

at Don Roberto's feet?

No more than I am now.

Wait. I got it.

Back, Felipe. Back!

Felipe? Felipe!

Ah!

I'll always be proud of him.

I hope somehow he knows that.

Don Felipe?

Don Felipe.

You're leaving us.

I cannot say that I blame you.

You'd be most welcome to stay longer, Señor Maverick.

Ah, yes. You may stay as long as you wish.

I am leaving, but I don't wanna leave alone.

'And what does that mean?'

Well, I want you to come along with me.

For what purpose?

To turn me over to the authorities?

No, I don't turn people over to the law.

I don't feel that close to it.

You're worried about what you call treason.

Don't be, señor.

That's all over and done with, isn't it, Felipe?

'No, ma'am, I'm not worried.'

It's just that I think you ought to go along with me

to answer some of the questions that are gonna be asked

about what happened here.

Mm-hmm.

And I think that you had better...

- No, Felipe. - Maverick, and go now.

Now, come on, Don Felipe, that gun is empty.

I saw you firing before the bomb went off. Remember?

'How about it?'

Señor Maverick

for someone who professes to be a coward

you are a very brave man.

I will pack my things.

And we'll go together.

Well, thank you for doing this, señor.

- I know it's for the best. - It was nothing.

♪ Who is the tall dark stranger there? ♪

♪ Maverick is the name ♪

♪ Ridin' the trail to who knows where ♪

♪ Luck is his companion ♪

♪ Gamblin' is his game ♪

♪ Smooth as a handle on a gun ♪

♪ Maverick is the name ♪

♪ Wild as the wind in Oregon ♪

♪ Blowin' up a canyon ♪

♪ Easier to tame ♪

♪ Riverboat ring your bell ♪

♪ Fare thee well Annabel ♪

♪ Luck is the lady ♪

♪ That he loves the best ♪

♪ Natchez to New Orleans ♪

♪ Livin' on jacks and queens ♪

♪ Maverick is a legend of the West ♪

♪ Riverboat ring your bell ♪

♪ Fare thee well Annabel ♪

♪ Luck is the lady ♪

♪ That he loves the best ♪

♪ Natchez to New Orleans ♪

♪ Livin' on jacks and queens ♪

♪ Maverick is a legend of the West ♪

♪ Maverick is a legend of the West ♪♪