02x17 - The Ben Courtney Story

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Seth Adams doesn't often make promises
he can't keep.

But the train was way behind schedule
and we both knew there'd be trouble

in the mountains
if we didn't make a beeline west.

That's
why the Major sent me with a Ramsey party.

The Ramseys were headed
for the Iron River Valley.

That's about three days
ride north of the trail.

I had to feel sorry for the folks
from the Deep South

and those years right after the w*r.

There wasn't much left for them back home,
but trouble

that ahead of them was a town
named Bitter Springs.

I've been there before and I couldn't
help wishing the Ramsey part of it

picked some other place to Homestead.

The Ramseys didn't know it, but
they didn't leave their troubles behind.

And Georgia, they brought them along,
riding a Surrey old mule named Mr.

Christopher

a back of trouble and a small boy.

And I was dreading the moment that we rode

in the Bitter Springs

dirt road

to Ramsey.

We hurried.

We can make the Amber Valley before
sundown.

Well,
we're mighty anxious, Mr. McCullough.

We go out.

And look

around.

I keep coming at it.

So you can't sh**t a cannon
down the street without hitting.

New settlement.

As what this country needs.

But it hopes to make it come to life.

You folks been traveling, Selma?

We've been doing just that, sir.

What part of the South
you folks from Georgia said?

We're all from Georgia.

Hello, Connie.

You ought to know
better than this, McCulloch.

These folks got the rights,
same as anybody else.

This isn't Georgia,

Mr. Christopher.

You fixed
the gully up all the water in the world.

The matter with him.

Said Sunday
that you were giving me a hard time.

Oh, Christopher,
to give everybody a hard time.

But he's a mighty good mule.

Those folks are traveling.

Where way they make it.

Take care of the meal.

Everybody got a job, sir.

Oh, good.

He's mine.

What's your name, mister?

I'm John Ramsey.

This is Thomas Polk.

Planning to settle down in the Iron River
Valley.

This boy here.

What is it to you?

Why? He's with us.

My wife and I take care of him.

I know all about that, Ramsey.

You're not the first rabble
trying to get away with it.

Just what? Your driving that, mister.

Mr. Lincoln freed the sl*ves
before you wrecks and m*rder them.

The boys at w*r of the Ramseys
took him in and given him a home.

Mr. and Mrs.

Ramsey get themselves some free labor.

Isn't that what you mean?

Mr.. You may be the sheriff here, but
we don't have to listen to talk like that.

Well, you're going to listen
till I get done talking.

Maybe
you feel the same about the other boy.

The Ramseys have taken care of him to.

Know this is one thing

that was another.

I've had enough of this.

Come on. Time we're moving.

Ramsey,

you're not leaving with that boy,

and you're not settling in Iron
River Valley.

By whose authority, Sheriff?

By mine and the people I represent.

Well,
I can't believe you represent many people.

I don't care what you believe.

You are free to get water and supplies
and rescue animals.

Then you move on on the way.

And don't try to leave with that boy.

Now, look here.

Easy, John.

That's not the way.

The w*r's over.

Over.

Don't you realize that.

Some people's wars are never over?

You're my responsibility.

And I'm staying with you
until you're settled.

You stay here.

I'll take care of Courtney.

Don't tell me about selling this brand.

Bringing a out here with James
still on them.

I didn't see any change.

But you didn't look very odd.

I do what I tell you.

Help!

Granny.

I think maybe we better try and try.

I got nothing to say to you.

Federal law guarantees

sufferers the right to homestead
on public lands anywhere.

And that includes Iron River.

Federal law has quite a bit
to say about the emancipation

of sl*ves, too.

Whereas over, Sheriff.

You think so?

Well, it isn't over.

And better springs,

as far as I'm concerned, isn't going
to be over till the last flavor is dead.

But the last rebel has brought on.

If it's the boy you're worried about,
they're bringing them both up together

in the same way.
Like they were their own sons.

Sons?

What about now?

About sons?

They know their rights.

We'll fight to keep them.

There's nothing that pleases me more.

You go back,

Commander. Mr.

McCullough was the sheriff mad?

Mad about. Well, then that's.

That's pretty involved.

It's about me, isn't it?

Probably, I guess.

But now, don't you worry about it.

You hear me?

Because you haven't done anything wrong.

He's a man again, Mr. Walker.

No, no.

I've known him for a long time, boys.

He's just mad at a lot of things.

I didn't expect you to get any place.

Oh, he's a stubborn man, John.

I talked to Tom Pope

Flint. We aren't fixing to run.

We have to fight to stay in the valley.
We'll do it.

But I hope that won't be necessary.

Mr. McCullough, This year.

He died about me not being free.

Didn't me.

Don't even know I'm free.

Just like my son, Mr.

John.

But mostly honored by anybody.

Even him?

No, I don't think he does.

Free means doing what you want to do,
doesn't it?

That's right.

There isn't anything I'd rather do.

And what I'm doing is something
gone fishing that was lying down

accepting coal and sugar
when you raised me.

Eat it while it's hot.

Been.

I'm not hungry.

The Southerners, aren't they?

What about that boy, Ben?

Word gets around fast, doesn't it?

One day you got to stop it, Ben.

You can't keep going like this forever.

I can't

tomorrow.

Look at them coming out here all wide eyed
and innocent like nothing ever happened.

Like I never did anything wrong.

What do they expect me to do?
Welcome them with open arms.

Ben and those two boys.

My own son.

What happened about their age

when he would have grown up clean, free.

Do you see the white boy

bright and healthy now?

When he's a man, he'll think that way.

You're coloring it, Ben.

You're making
it sound like it's something evil.

It is evil.

Everything those Ramsey stand for is evil.

And I can't do anything
about the white boy,

but I can save the other one. Ben.

Do you really want to help the boy?

Are you just striking back at the people

who did this to you?

If you had a son

who had a pain with you
every minute, every second,

shouldn't you?

There are all kinds of pain. Men.

All right.

He looked upset.

What did you do to her this time?

Mind your own business.

I've seen you sh**t horses
to put them out of their misery.

Why don't you sh**t her? What?

I remember when you first got married.

She was looking forward to so much.

She knew what I was.
Are you sure? She did.

I had an idea.

Maybe she thought you were like other men.

Only. Maybe just a little bit better.

She didn't know you were just one
big gob of hate.

You're getting way out of line.

I got to get myself one day.

Why don't you sh**t me, Ben?

It's just one step from the Ramseys
and a color to me

or any other man that crosses you.

You just don't understand.

I sure. Don't.

You here, Pastor?

Yes, that's right. My story.

So we go in.

I didn't send for you, Reverend Butler.

Yes, I know you didn't.

And that's why I came.

You may.

I saw the people.

We've got that problem again.

We fought in the same army
as you did, Ben.

Our feelings haven't changed.

Don't blame secessionists
swarming around here like locusts.

Why? They stay where they belong.

Where is that?

Did you invite the reverend here?

That's right.

You're starting to work
the wrong side of the fence, aren't you?

Which is the wrong side of the.

Fence, Ben. Do I have to tell you?

Oh, yes, I already know.

Pastor.

This is a northern town
and a northern state.

And there ain't no place for rebels.

There are no rebels.

I'm not going to split hairs.

Those people out
there had a colored boy with them.

That adds up to only one thing.

Ben, you think.

He's too young to know what's good for?

I'm too young to know his rights.

And that Ramsey outfit
isn't about a teacher.

He looked pretty happy.

You don't have to see the change to know

that there are chains of bondage
and chains of love.

Then don't talk to me about love,
Reverend.

The first thing we have to do is set
that boy free.

He's got to be free.

All right, Ben.

Well, what do we do with them
after we take them?

Oh, Nora.

And I will find someplace for him to stay.

You cannot do this
In the name of Bitter Springs.

There are too many of us here
who stand against this many of yours, Ben.

All right.

I'll do it.

In the name of freedom and justice.

Maybe in Abe Lincoln's name.

Does that stretch in?

You think it would suit him?

You better call it councilmen.

I'll need orders.

You'll get what you want, Ben.

Like always.

I want you to come with me to the board.

I'm sorry, Ben.

I won't do it.

It's an order, Marty.

How long that.

Your own hatred is bad enough,
but how long are you going

to force decent people to back you up?

I want the boy called.

Daniel said of the Ramseys.

I don't doubt it.

He's good. Free labor.

You're not taking the boy.

You've got no legal rights.

I'm the law and better springs.

Well, I don't think much of the law
and better springs.

If you hand the boy over and leave
now, there won't be any trouble.

Sheriff, we're not looking for trouble.

But we won't avoid it at the price
you ask.

Your people, said the same thing
before You fired on Fort Sumter

and you got more trouble
than you could handle.

Come on, boy.

I want you to come with me.

No, I don't want to go.

He's coming with us.

He belongs with us.

What's your name, son?

Michael.

Nice day at the Ramseys.

Just like Daniel does. Michael. What?

Kiss Michael.

Leave the boy alone. Connie.

Well,
one day you'll understand, both of you,

that I'm doing this for your own good.

Now, come on, Daniel.

You're free. Now.

That's enough.

Courtney.

Leave the boy alone.

Maybe you think this bad

makes me less of a man with a g*n.

I hope you try me.

My color.

I have no quarrel with you
until you draw the g*n.

Use whichever hand you want.

Now, why don't you get back to the office
and let these folks get on their way?

Get in the wagon, Tom. We're moving.

Mr. McCullough.

I'm staying with the sheriff for a while.

You know, Sheriff, the law

man that hates too much
isn't too good of a law.

I'll be coming.

By the way.

Don't

you boys stay out of that jam, John

Oh, we wouldn't do anything scandalous,
Leona.

Besides, we couldn't blame

Mr. Ramsey.

Now, he sounds like mighty good
crime in country.

You suppose we could crop cotton up in it.

Now, Daniel? No, cotton.

I guess we'll never sue cotton
growing again.

While we grow big tobacco grass.

No, Michael, it gets too cold out here.

We'll probably grow corn and wheat
and barley and hay for the cattle

to have a hammer, and we'll have horses

and mules.

Mr. Christopher likes and friends.

Well, it was no good out here.

Horses do all the work.

Well, Mr.

Chris, the mad.

Maybe you can be the overseer.

Well, there won't be any overseer.

Daniel.

Placer Ranch gets big enough.

You hire foremen.

Ain't nobody in the job like Mr.

Christopher. Can he be farming?

All right, Daniel.

For the time being, Mr.

Christopher is our father, and.

I want to talk to him.

McCullough Courtney, send you to stop me.

That's not likely.

What do you want?

I want to tell you about Ben.

I know all about Ben. Courtney.

I need to know.

I doubt it.

You see,
I was all through the w*r with him.

He was a fine officer.

Good to his men.

He did his best to keep them alive.

Worst
men I ever knew was good to his mother.

You might try listening, McCullough.

Little understanding
would do us all. Some good.

You're right.

I'm sorry.

You see, Ben was a regular army man.

He got married
just before the w*r broke out.

A little girl from Chattanooga,
and they were on their honeymoon in Fort

Sumter, was fired on, so Ben had to leave
his wife and hightailed for the north.

So he heard from her now

and then first she wrote and told him
she was pregnant and he got worried.

He was a father,

a fine boy.

After that, he only lived for one thing

till the whole thing was over
so he could get back to his wife and son.

But he never made it.

Why not?

They were both k*lled
during the siege of Atlanta.

Near k*lled him.

About a week after that,
he took a mini ball in the arm,

paralyzed it for life.

He can't use that arm
and it hurts him all the time.

Everybody suffered in the w*r.

You see the town
council is meeting right now.

Now they're going to give Ben
the authority he needs and the men

he wants to take that boy
and run your people out of the valley.

Will you tell the town council
that the Ramseys are running

and neither am I?

I figured you'd say that.

I'm sorry, McCullough.

So am I.

One thing

you watch Ben when he says he's fast
with that left hand, he means it.

He's very fast

and modified.

Plain good rich lamb.

You've got other things to worry about
besides planning crops.

Take these wagons and move them over there
against that hill.

You know, I think they'll come.

It doesn't look good.

I was wrong.

I guess it was never going to end.

We will hold the land, John.

We have a right to it.

They're not going to take.

Daniel.

You here? Flint?

They'll have to k*ll me first.

I don't think
you'll have any trouble tonight.

Where are you going?

I'm going back into town.
Give it another try.

It won't do any good.

You know, I was born in the South myself.

But I think I know a bit
more about Northerners than you do.

They're not made up of people like Ben
Courtney.

They're made up of people

just like you are.

So don't make the mistake
that Ben Courtney has made.

If you start hating everything
like he does.

Well, there's no hope for any of us

I'd ever.

Start really on it.

I know, but must we fight?

John is not a man on
the face of the earth.

Wants a fight any less than I do.

But we're going to fight.

We have a right to this land,

and we can't let them take Daniel.

The boys are like

our own.

Why did our son to die?

John?

What's all this fighting here?

Billy?

And take Daniel only on a g*n.

All the tears in the world

won't bring him back.

There's Michael and little Daniel.

I think they're worth fighting for.

My kids.

You hear that?

That's you.
I've got to try to k*ll Mr. Ramsey.

Yeah, and Mr.

Ramsey didn't do nothing to him.

It isn't Mr.

Ramsey.

It's me.

It's all my fault.

No, We take Mr.

McCarthy in your rafter.

But what's going to happen
if she comes out here to take me away?

I don't

question.

We have no no word and won't let them. Me

What are you going to do?

I ain't seen.

But there will be no fight in.

Good evening, ma'am.

You're the color, aren't you?

That's right, ma'am.

My husband isn't at home.

Well, that's fine, because I.

I wanted to talk to you.

I can't help you.

If you can't.

Who on earth can.

Leave me alone? Please, Mrs.

Courtney, these folks
who want to settle down here, they're

pretty fine people

and can be out of his mind
that the wonderful neighbors.

Are you suggesting
that Ban is out of his mind?

You know more about that than I would.

Yes, I would.

Mr. McCullough,

my husband has been through a great deal.

I try to understand him.

It's hard to believe
that you can understand what amounts to

just not persecution.

There are many things that make

my husband hate

the loss of his first wife,

his father, his brother,

the terrible pain in his arm

more than anything else he hates

because the w*r took his son away.

I imagine he was a wonderful man

when when his heart was inside him.

But he's hollow now.

Do you understand?

Mrs. Courtney, you're a young woman.

He could have another child. No.

Don't talk to me, Mr. McCullough.

Not you two.

All right.

You're wearing a g*n now. Use it.

Then. No.

Galloway. No.

Well.

I won't draw against you.

You'll draw.

I'll put up voluntary or a stand.

I'll have to gamble on that.

Leave her alone.

I'm sorry.

McCullough.

I said draw.

If I had you

in brush friends again,
I'm going to sh**t you on site and draw.

No, draw.

I'll keep it in mind.
I hope you are with those rebels.

Sidewinders. When I get up,

I'm going to get you.

That's mighty good, Mrs.

Ramsey.

Flint, What happened?

I wish I knew what went on inside a man.

I mean, what makes him tick?

You're talking about cotton.

I sure am.

Nothing goes on inside of him cept hate.

You're wrong, Mr. Cobb.

He never did nothing to make us believe
anything else.

I've learned a lot about him
today at a talk with his wife.

She's probably just like him,

John.

A Yankee woman, isn't she?

That's where you got to be careful.

You talk like that.
You know better than Courtney.

You're right.

I haven't had hate in me for a long time

that Courtney makes me want to hate.

I agree with you.

But there's something
the matter with Courtney,

And I'm not talking about his army.

Do you know that he married a Southern

woman?

Mrs. Ramsey,

you lost two boys during the w*r, didn't.

Billy and Big Daniel?

They both died at First Manassas.

Courtney lost his wife and a baby boy.

The siege of Atlanta

never even got to see the boy.

Courtney.

I think you boys better
clean up a separate.

Well, why don't you let them stay?

Boys grow up sooner out here.

They might as well know what's going on.

Still be ready in a minute.

Flint, What's going to happen?

I don't know.

It's in the lap of the gods.

Will they come?

They'll come.

Consummating over.

That's right.

Well, let's get on with it.

You are canceling our event.

Never mind. Happened

by. What's wrong?

Well, the fact of the matter is, Ben,

we can't hardly stop them
folks from settling out there alone.

We have to remind to federal law.

Federal law?

Do you think the boy they call
Daniel gets paid?

Ben, would you pay your own.

Son to do the usual home chores?

Careful, Reverend.

You're walking on thin ice.

We saved that boy.

The union lost the w*r.

If those rebels keep them, every man

in this room fight on nothing.

I suppose you're right about the boy.

Don't hardly seem right.

They should have them.

You tell me.

Federal law
keeps us from running those rebels out.

Well, I know a law that takes precedence.

I wish I did. Self-preservation.

This is a union town.

Nearly every man in
it wore the same blue uniform.

You did.

We fought for the union.

We support it

all. I want to ask your man one question.

Where do we get our water

and river?

And the men who control the Iron River
Valley control Bitter Springs?

There are two river families out there
right now.

One of our 100.

They could cut off our water.

Now you're beginning to think.

What if you were worried about the water
going.

Talk to them, make an agreement
that they keep that other agreement,

the one that states signed
when they joined the union.

What do you want us to ride, Ben?

At dawn.

They won't be expecting us.

Then we'll be here

at dawn.

I'll pray for you.

Ben and Courtney.

Pray for them.

Reverend.

I'm sorry, Reverend

Martin.

How do you feel about it?

Well,
I am a little touchy about the South.

The w*r is over.

I reckon the most important thing
the country has to do is grow.

What?

You do think Ben's wrong?

Oh, I think he's plumb wrong.

Then come with me tonight.

Where? To?

The Iron River Valley.

I can't do it, Reverend.

It's the right.

Thing to do, Marty.

Maybe,

but I've written with Ben Courtney
a long time.

I've got him out of trouble a few times,
and he's done the same for me.

He's going to need me there tomorrow.

I reckon I better be there when he does.

We will.

You don't have to go.

Michael, it's me with the gold medal.

You going to wait? Me?

How did he come along?

He'll break anyway.

If you go grocery store Walker, He's down.

We'll drop that. We took a patrol.

Michael,
I don't think you should come alone.

If you go, I go.

We'll

watch that.

Oh, it's just dinner.

Let me see it.

You got a pencil?

And they come.

All right, Cody, that's fine. Up.

Send the boy out.

McCullough

Mr. Butler.

You name a cop, men.

No sh**ting.

Preacher.

Get out of the way.

I won't move from here.

I never shot a preacher in my life.

But if you side with those traitors.

Lay on it. Yes.

Get the boys and get down the gully.

We'll take care of the g*ns.

All right.

I'll count to three, preacher, then.

If you're not out of the way by then.

If you sh**t them, I'll k*ll you.

They're gone.

The boys are gone.

I went.

I went to look for them and they're gone.

The new baby.

They're gone.

And my dear Miss Leona and Mr.

Ramsey, I am.

I'm sorry for the trouble I cause you.

I'm going away now.

And maybe I won't cause you
any more trouble.

I love you, Daniel

Ramsey.

P.S. I hope you don't mind
if I use your name.

Me too. Michael Ramsey.

A dirty rebel trick.

I tell you, it's a trick.

They're hiding them somewhere
so we can't find them.

Let it go,
John. We've got to find the boys.

We better find them.

They'll die out there.

I understand how you feel.

It's.

How do you know how it feels?

You never had a runaway sl*ve.

Do we start the k*lling now?

No, Michael.

There will be no k*lling.

You got just what you deserve, Ben.

All right, quick.

We'll help you find the boys if you wish.

I. I don't know if I want your help.

We won't take them away from you.

Not anymore.

How do you feel about that, Courtney?

I take my orders in better Springs.

He's the mayor.

All right, then.

Pick up your g*n.

I spent most of the night
down in the dryer.

The boys didn't come out.

Damn, That means they've gone up
and higher country.

It's a rough country up there.

It sure is.

He's put your men into two groups.

First one of us that finds them
fire three shots.

Right. We're expecting you
to go along with us on this.

I understand.

I told you,
I took my orders from the town.

If that's what you want,
that's what I'll do.

All right, then.

And else, because that's it.

All right, let's mount up

my You ride with Ben.

I'll cover

this.

Ain't like that.

You be careful.

And let it stop.

Michael, what's the matter?

Better you go across the forest,

starting to weave.

You should have brought along some water,

but we find some by now.

For already.

So thirsty. I'd be hungry.

Boy, are we done?

We didn't bring anything. Mostly donated.

Threw out some stew last night
cause nobody want any more.

Remember?
Had no to think about Mr. Miller.

No more.

Never no more at all.

Well, but I keep going.

Yes. So

it's no use.

You can't pick up a trail here.

It's baked solid like rock.

Everything that passes leaves
some kind of a trail.

Even an old Georgia
mule named Christopher.

Well, I

guess we'll just have to go back.

Dan or

I don't think I can go back.

I'm so thirsty.

Like we've been here for a while.

Maybe it'll rain.

What's this for?

I think they're going to be thirsty

when they come.

Yeah,

You two little fools

with your Morgan's our hands on.

You should tell your heart's good.

That's. That's enough.

Not too much all at once.

Okay.

Are they all right?

Yeah, they're fine.

Maybe a little too much sun.
That's about all.

Thank God you amen to that.

Are they all right?

They just fine.

It had been here all right.

I'll take the boy.

I'll try it.

And your dead.

Are you crazy?

I told you to forget about it.

We're not taking the boy.

Who are you to say when we obey the law
and when we don't,

My boy, he goes with me.

Whether you like it or not.

You take him in your
through and bitter springs.

Now, tell me about Bitter Springs.

You're insane.

Stand back from the boy.

Daniel stays.

You fools.

Do you think I won't k*ll you?

I'm sure you would.

Why? You're doing it, Mr.

McCullough.

Mr. Story,
I'm only great here because you. You.

I'm Cotton Ramsey.

One, too,

don't you?

Please.

I'll go with you.

You're a smart boy, Daniel.

And a lucky one.

But I've got to say something so

everybody understands.

Mr. Share

you my go free.

You think I'm just like Daddy must admit.

But it is true, Mr.

Lee. Honestly, from now,
living too little to remember it.

Maybe she ain't my mother

and Mr.

Ramsey, my father.

But I never knew any of folks.

I sure wouldn't want any. Boy.

You just don't understand.

The Ramseys are Southerners.

They kept your people in bondage. Like.

Like animals.

Southerners hate you.

But I don't understand.

If you

are from Georgia,
don't make me a Southerner, too.

Mr.. Mrs. Ramsey.

That then it taught me to read and write.

They treat me, Michael, just the same.

I don't think they hate me.

You're.

You're too young, son.

You'll understand
when I get you away from these people.

Pain. You can't. Name.

Don't end up here anymore, Preacher.

I know what I have to do.

Mr. Courtney?

Yes, Michael. What is it?

That's not.

Mr. McCall told us
that your son died in the w*r.

I'm awfully sorry.

I think

maybe I know how it feels to lose
somebody you love,

Mr. McCulloch.

You say that's what you need
more than anything.

You're a little boy,

Mr. Courtney.

I guess I love Mr.

Union, Mr. Ramsey.

More than anything else in the world.

But a feel it, Daniel.

Go back to the

I'll be your son.

Oh, Courtney,

there's something that
I think you ought to know.

Let me be.

My God.

You know, we both live long enough to know
that was it.

Life can be pretty rough.

We both know your boy died in Atlanta.

A lot of people did. Yeah.

I know

your boy is dead.

And after all this time,
nothing's going to bring him back.

I don't want you to fool yourself.

But, Ben Courtney, for what it's worth,
listen to me,

John.

Leona Ramsey found Michael hurt and crying

in the ruins of a house alone.

And the house was
in Atlanta during the siege.

What are you trying to say?

I'm saying
a lot of people died in Atlanta.

Common sense says that your boys,

he was one of them.

But the boy, the Ramseys,

call Michael, whoever he is,

he didn't die.

They they never found his body.

There wasn't any proof.

Now, remember what I said.

Whatever you think,

you can never really know, understand,
You can never really be sure.

Hey, I know,

but maybe.

Maybe,

Mr. Ramsey.

The w*r was a horrible thing
for all of us.

I'm glad it's finally over.

You know, you've got a fine boy that Mr.

Ramsey. Yes, sir. I think so, too.

I hope you two get to know each other
a lot better.

McCullough

I heard what you just told him. I.

I thought you knew about Michael.

What about it?

We didn't find my husband, Amanda.

We found him just outside Johnston.

He was the only one left alive.
But his whole family.

Doesn't
seem to make much difference, does it?

Of course it does. Of course it does.

But if Courtney thinks a microcosm

Atlanta, he's
going to think that Michael is really his.

You're a good man, McCullough.

John, you've got two boys to find boys.

Surely you can learn one, too.

Courtney Now and then.

And allow me to say a few words
on behalf of Sheriff Courtney,

who was too busy at the moment
to speak for himself.

Welcome to the I Am River Valley.

Railroad Wagon Train.

It will look great.

Are no. Regrets.

A little over a month later, the ring.

Has gone aboard
high in the weather train to the Lord.

We stay together side by side.

No more wagons for

wagon train.

Oh, and a passenger in a winter wonderland
present.

We're going to sit down looking for it.

Moody.

Looking for a girl Needn't
be prudish to ride

all the wagons for

wagon.

Oh, got to keep in

mind.

Oh, I'm part of the same

oh oh wagon.

Never had a cabin in Virginia.

No snow.

They won't get a property for that

long Aboard
flying the weather plain to the road.

We stay together side by side.

The one.